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G talks constantly. Not kidding. He doesn't stop. I think he just likes to hear his own voice. He will talk even if no one is listening. That never brings him down. He always wants to tell people stories. Tonight in the car, he told about 20 stories. He went from person to person saying, "Hey Rhon (or other names), can I tell you a story?" He would keep repeating that sentence until the person responded to him. His stories are very entertaining, even though they make no sense.

Anytime we are out, he makes a friend. It doesn't matter if they are old or young, girl or boy, etc. He will talk to just about everyone and most people talk back. I don't know what it is about him exactly, but he sure gets a lot of attention.

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Tonight G said family prayer. He usually has a hard time thinking of things to pray for other than the food. Which, of course, isn't even really necessary during family prayer. But tonight he was on a roll. He had no help. After his customary food blessing, he proceeded to pray for, and in this order...

1. That he could play Super Smash Bros. tomorrow.

2. That Dad wouldn't get mad.

3. That Mom wouldn't be a jerk.

It's really not that bad for him over here. He has it pretty easy seeing as how naughty he is. I'm pretty sure he wanted to make his siblings laugh. He succeeded.

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G came to me the other morning with a couple of toys to play with. He wanted me to be the snake. It is actually part of a race track in the shape of a snake. He was the snake's tail. Which is also a part of the race track. The snake head and the snake tail were supposed to fight. I obliged. We were having good fun, until G got hurt. I guess one time when the snake head hit the snake tail, I got part of G's finger. There was a tiny scratch right by his cuticle, and a even tinier bead of blood. Saying G was mad at me is the understatement of the year. I told him I was sorry, but he kept saying things like...

"It's not okay!"

"I say you're not sorry!"

"I say it's not okay!"

"Don't ever hurt me again!"

And then after we got a bandaid, and he calmed down a bit, he told me, "I'm going to make you bleed."

I was laughing during this whole exchange, but when I heard that I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants. Then I realized it wasn't that funny. Oh man.

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This is the best. My favorite part is, "... up up dup dup dup so high..." Watch. You'll love it too.

I wish I didn't cut off the beginning.