Finding Joy in Snarkville

This morning, in a grand effort to get our butts out of the PJs until 3pm rut we’ve been in lately, we, the three royals, went on an adventure.  While the adventure was fun, the best part was the snipets of our conversations that I bring to you now.

Queen: Duke, you want chocolate milk or plain milk with your breakfast.

Prince: Dude, she’s not feeling well, she just offered you chocolate milk.

Duke: (confused)

Queen: It isn’t like chocolate milk isn’t allowed, but when he’s crashing from the sugar high, he’s YOUR kid, not mine.

Duke: Chocolate Milk! Chocolate Milk! Chocolate MILK!

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(random talking about some random auto thingie)

Prince: That’s a bitch to put in.

Duke: BITCH!

Queen: Duke. PRINCE!!!

Prince: Well, that word is out.  I guess we hit *THAT* age.

Duke: YES!!!

Queen & Prince: (laugh hard trying not to wet our pants)

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As we head back to the car after our “adventure”

Duke: NO!!  I’ve not had an adventure yet.

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After making a stop for Duke to go potty, Duke and I are in the handicap stall of the bathroom.

Queen: Duke, you done?

Duke: No.

Queen: You done, yet?

Duke: Mama, I go poopy.  BIG poopy. (BURP) ok, now I’m done.

(laughing from outside the stall)

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