Mother of four year-old boy: *telling me about just finding out about being pregnant with a new child*
Four year-old boy: I have a baby in my tummy!
Six year-old girl: My birthday is on Wednesday so it's basically my birthday today so happy birthday to me!
Me: You know the rules, you can't have seconds if you've already thrown away your bowl.
Eight year-old boy: Hold on, let me go let it from the trash! *takes off running*
Friend's little sister after being forced to listen to the new Taylor Swift song: ... who killed Taylor?
Seven year-old boy: *points at girl next to him* If I punched her, how quickly
would the cops get here to arrest me?
Me: Why do you think someone would call the police? I would just get your mom.
Seven year-old boy: The cops are like Santa. They know everything and don't want me to punch girls.
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