The kids have taken to a new entertaining night time ritual. We will call it "get up with bullshit fucking excuses to drives our parents to the borders of abuse". Tonight however has been particularly entertaining. It started with the normal "Ethan is making noise" shit and then turned to "Ethan swallowed a dime". What the hell?!?!?!?! Mommy: "Ethan, did you swallow some money?" Ethan: "NO!!!! Steven ate the money" Steven: " No I didn't. Ethan did" Ethan: In a state of pre spanking hysteria "No, No, Steven did" Mommy: "Ethan, Calm down we are not going to beat you. Did you eat some money?" Ethan: Now calming down and ready to tell the damn truth and quit his damn lieing "I uh swallowed it down into my tummy" Daddy: "Ethan, let's not eat money anymore. It could kill you." So, off the two boys head to bed. Clint and I are sure we are now in the clear to enjoy the rest of the night...
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