It's short for mother fucker.
I don't get what's so difficult about peeing in the toilet.
What's with all this blow job stuff?
No. T. said he didn't get poop on the sink. He admitted to putting it on the bath mat, but R. put the poop in the sink.
I love you, too.
Relax!
No. You may not have seven pancakes.
Ya. I can understand why you would want to kill your mom.
Speak appropriately.
I don't want to talk to you anymore. Just go to bed.
Hustler and Playboy? Ewwww.
Did you just blow your nose without a tissue?
Did you just wipe snot on your chest?
He came upstairs smelling like poop.
Oh God.
What did the police say?
Why weren't they taken away sooner?
I made a bad decision.
You're one crazy kid.
Do you want to be tucked in tonight?
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The dilemma we find ourselves in, here in my little yellow house full of family and pets! We have only one chapter left of The Curious Adventures of India Sophia, your wonderful book that found its way underneath our Christmas tree.
I've been reading it aloud to my daughters and husband in the evenings when time permits. We've become so engrossed in your imaginative stories! We ADORE India Sophia!!
We hold our breath as we ask, are there any more books??
Whatever shall we do once the tenth chapter is completed?
Perhaps we shall begin again......
We LOVE your writing - we give you 100%. Sometimes I think the readers, especially children, are better judges than professors. ;-)
oh! thanks cherie!
i'm so glad to hear that. i know there's another book kicking around in my brain, it just feels impossible to find the time to get it out. someday...
please tell your girls how encouraging it is to hear that you're all snuggled in tight in your yellow house, enjoying India Sophia's adventures. how lovely.
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