M.O.M.: "Good morning baby!"
Sippy Cup (rubbing his eyes): "Mommy!"
M.O.M.: "You have to go brush your teeth."
Sippy Cup: "Nah, I don't think so."
M.O.M.: "Yes you do. Your breath smells."
Sippy Cup: "You smell. You smell like two smooooooking hotties!"
Me (from another room): "Haha! Awesome!"
M.O.M. (sighing): "Your father needs to stop quoting Charlie Sheen around you."
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