There is no need for clones... just have kids. Some things I have overheard the girls saying recently:
Katie to Abby (Grandma's dog)... "Ooooh, Abby. You're so cute!"
Katie, again to Abby who had jumped up on the back of the couch... "Abby! GET DOWN! That not safe. That too dangerous!"
Ella to me in the middle of singing Blah, Blah, Black Sheep (that's what she calls it) for the MILLIONTH time... "Mommy, you're a GREAT singer!"
Katie to Ella, "Good job, Ella!"
Ella after seeing one of my t-shirts I was folding and putting away... "OH, that BEAUTIFUL!"
Ella to Grandma when she put on an old t-shirt that had paint splattered all over it, "Oh Grandma, that PRETTY!"
Katie to Ella, "Ella! That not safe. Come back here!" (Think she's heard that once or twice???)
Ella, after putting a bottle of eye drops down her pj's (I guess like Granddad carries stuff in his pockets?), "I Granddad! I have big boobies!", as she pats her tummy. I said, "No. That's a big tummy." Ella said, "Oh. G'dad has a big tummy. I Granddad.", again patting her tummy.
Katie to Ella after Ella had pushed her... "High Five, Ella. NO PUSHING!"
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