Isaac: No, Shawn. Not today.
S: But dad. I'm reeeeealllly stinky...
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J: Mommy, my eyes are not letting me be awake. They keep closing!
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S: (at 5 am in the morning) Mommy! Mommy!
Me after I dragged my tired behind in to see what he needed: What, Shawn?
S: (whispering) Mommy! It's three o'clock in the morning! Is it time to get up?
Me: No, Shawn.
S: Okay. (and back he goes to sleep - Me? Not so much!)
~~~
Isaac: Was dinner good?
J: Yeah.
Isaac: Do you want some more?
J: No, I'm done. That sure is a lot of food for a little guy like me.

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