I was just upstairs, and Jillian was downstairs with Jake. I heard her say, "Jake, my animal is very particular. He likes to eat oatmeal, and drink water. And he likes to dance. He is VERY particular."
And we had pizza for dinner tonight, and the kids usually eat with no shirt on when we have pizza or spaghetti. So Jillian whipped off her shirt, but Jake couldn't get his off. As I was coming down the stairs, Jillian was helping Jake get his shirt off, and was struggling a little. She said, "how does Mommy do this? How does she get your shirt off?"
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