Brandon: Well, I want a pony.
(Dev disappears, comes back a moment later with a My Little Pony)
Dev: Here you go, Dad.
Brandon: ...Well... Crap.
Dev: Can I try that?
Me: No, that's a grown up drink. (beer) You can't have any until you're 21.
Dev: But whyyyyyyyyy?
Me: Well, maybe if you're 18 and you want to drink at home instead of going to a skeezy party, we'll talk.
Dev: (Giving me a very skeptical look.) That's not going to work.
At least she's honest!
On my birthday:
Dev: Good morning mama! Happy birthday! Don't get stuck in your birthday cake!
Girl knows me too well...
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