Puddin: Mommy, can I have a snack? (as she stares longinly into the pantry)
Momma: We're getting ready to eat lunch. Go sit at the table, please.
Puddin: But Mudder, I need a snack.
Momma: No, you need to go to the table (hollers for the boys to come eat)
Puddin: Mommy, God said you should give me a snack!
Momma: silence... in disbelief that this precious 3 year old just pulled the God card on me. Seriously??
And later, after lunch, I hear this...
Puddin: Can I have another bwownie please?
Momma: No, you only get one.
Puddin: But, Mudder...
Momma: Sorry, Pud.
silence.....
Puddin: Well, Mommy, can I have sumtin else wit chocolate?
Oh my!
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