I was making dinner today, peeling potatoes while Olivia was watching competely concentrated... Her elbows resting on the counter and her little hands holding her chin. I started cutting the first potatoe as she said, profoundly moved by what I was doing, "we are sorry potatoe, we didn't mean it"
Later in the day, Nicklas hited his finger with something... not sure what, to what he screamed "Ouch! S#@!¤!" The girls were playing and running all around the house, but Emily got to hear it and in the middle of the play, she just screamed back at him: "Daddy, it was enough with the Ouch!"
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