The girls sound like two little old ladies when they boss each other around.
Today, Ree powered through her banana at snacktime and asked for another one. Before I could answer, Ro vigorously shook her head and yelled "Poop! Goose! Ree!" Bwahaha! I guess they've been listening when we tell them they can't eat too much of something because they'll "poop like a goose."
I wonder when they'll start using our other catch phrase (useful during any tantrum): "We don't negotiate with terrorists."
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