(Whispers) Diarreah.
Mommy, come on!
Come on!
I wanna do the same thing I did--
like you did.
Momma, are you done with this?
I mean almost done?
Cannon ball, Ezra!!
Oh yeah!
Momma, did you saw that?
Momma, I wanna watch you.
Is that metal?
(Realizes that I'm writing)
What are you doing?
What are you doing, momma?
Momma, what are you doing?!
All of that... rapid fire... in less than a minute from Grayson Parker. There were brief moments where he was distracted by the TV. Oh I love that little boy but man he wears me out!
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