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"grrrrr," Rachel growls from the back seat as we're heading out for a play date with the twins.
I look back at her and she says, "I'm frustrated, grrrr."
'"What's wrong hun? Why are you frustrated?"
"You're driving me crazy!" she says.
"Me? What am I doing to drive you crazy?"
"You're freakin' me out!"
"Really?" stifling my laughter.
"Yes. You're a nut!"
I can't stand it anymore & I burst out laughing as Rachel responds again with "grrrr"
(Can you guess where she heard all those phrases??)
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