Raising two sons, 8 and 4, means we have lots of fun discussions in our home. Here are some more:
Turner: One time, when I ate spaghetti, I had a spaghetti burp.
Me: Shew!
Turner: No, it tasted good. For real.
Turner: We're you bored, with just one kid, before I was born?
Me: Good night, Turner. I love you.
Turner: Daddy, I love you. More than MarioKart.
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