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For my three little angels |
| I have always called my daughters my three little angels, they are my world. My daughters love to ask me ( mommy whats this) hopping that if it was good then they could have it. The only problem is, one askes me, then the second one then finally the third one asks. They always take turns. I get frustrated sometimes, then afterwards i always have to laugh. You know, when they're not looking of course. Then there's this (mommy, can we have a cookie?) i tell them no. A few minutes later they come out with cookies. I look at them and say (i thought i told you all no!) Then they'll say (we were getting them for you) I tell them i didn't want cookies and then they say (oh, well then can we have them) That's just another thing i have always found funny, of couse, after they turn around. Plus, i have already waken up twice now to my five year olds trying to make me something. I had all kinds of baking goods all over my house because they thought they would try and bake me a surprize. Luckily, they didn't know how to use the oven. |
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