Conversations from Home:

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Nephew: May I have another donut?
Aunt Debbie: No. People who come to the breakfast table with messy crow's nests for hair don't get a second donut.
Icka!: *raises hand* May I please be excused from the table? I'm done.
Aunt Debbie: *dead pan* No.
*Baby does something messy with food, niece whinges and tries to be cute*
*Icka! undos hair from the nightly braid*
*Long messy red hair all over the place*
Icka!: *raises hand* May I please be excused from the table? My hair is a mess.
Aunt Debbie: *primly* Yes.
Icka!: Thank you. *leaves*

It's all about workin' the system, baby. *chuckles*
-I only ask to be excused from the table when I'm around the kids, trying to teach them a bit of manners. ^^;; Doesn't always work.

Anyway, youngest niece is getting baptized today, we're all running around getting ready. ^__^

[Edit: (from the other room)
Brother-in-law: Underwear... I can't find my underwear. That's it, I'm going commando.
Sister: You could borrow some underwear from Ryan. He just got some for christmas he hasn't worn yet.
Brother-in-law: You can't wear another man's underwear.
Sister: You could wear my underwear.
Brother-in-Law: I can't wear my wife's underwear.
Sister: Sure you can. If I tell you to. ]