Remember my post "If the walls had ears part 1"? Since then, the hilarity has continued - especially Bryn. 2 year old are hilarious. Thankfully my kids have learned what orifice their toothbrushes go into, but we still have problems:
Bryn: Look in my mouth! I have a booger stuck to my tooth.
Mommy: We don't do snow angels on the kitchen counter.
G: They call me Stacy! That's not my name . . . its not my name.
Bryn (while watching American Idol): Oh, I don't like that boy. He is hideous!
Mommy: Just blow your nose into my hand sweetie.
G: When I grow up, I want to be a teenager.
Mommy: I wait for the day when my butt will be the only one that I am in charge of wiping.
Bryn: Look at me! I look fab-lee-us!
Mommy: Is it bad to admit that when the girls don't wipe and flush, it doesn't bother me because I feel like we're conserving resources?
Bryn (after I asked her to clean her room): UGH! You're ruining my life.
Bryn: I'm poopin' mom. I need my privacy.
G: Let's make some love muffins.