TD2: DaaaaaaaDaaaaaa T-Daddy: How about Ma Ma? Me: You tired of her saying DaDa? T-Daddy: Yes!!
“The way I see it, there’s one for you and one for me.” T-Daddy on why two is the perfect number of kids.
Me: You didn’t drink your tea. T-Daddy: Where is it? Me: On the landing, where it’s been all morning. T-Daddy: In TD1’s cup?!?!?!?!!!?? Me: No, the black coffee mug….