Everyday I catch her saying, "ah man, it's getting weird". Like all the time. I guess it's better than her former favorite phrase, "I trashed my bike yesterday". Bike? What bike? And how did you, a 3 year old, "trash" it exactly? Last time I looked, the only thing I saw in the yard was an Elmo-riding tricycle, not some bike you could take for a joyride.
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