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M: we’re over here Shiloh! I’m going potty. Don’t touch me. Don’t touch my bottom.

M: Hey Shiloh, Mommy, and Daddy - do you know what? I’m thankful for all of you.

Me: Good night, Baby, I love you. M: K, see you in the morning.

M: I’m not scared of anything. But if I see something scary, I want it to go away.

M: why are you not pretty anymore? (After seeing photos of me heavily made up for a wedding)

(Bluey paused on tv) M: Can we continue?

M (2y11m): Can I have brewski?