Grace: I NOT CUTE!!!! I'M AWESOME!!!!!
Grace: I not happy at you mom! (said WHENEVER she is denied a request)
Me: Grace if you hop right into your car seat I'll let you climb in and buckle yourself
Grace: I'll get right in I PWOMISE
.....grace proceeds to climb PAST her seat to the back row of the mini-van
Me; Ok Grace I'll buckle you myself
Grace: NOOOO! I have to get something
Me; what do you have to get
Grace: SOMETHING OK!!!!!? Pwomise!
Me; why do I fall for this Every. Single.Time?
Grace: Mommy! The sun is awake so you have to be awake! (said regardless of whether the sun is actually up or not)
