Ya, that's my new catch phrase. Mommy says it's Daddy's fault and Daddy says it's Mommy's fault but OMG, who cares-- I say it now all day long. When I shoot a basket in my hoop...when I get excited to read a book...When I get to eat spinach for dinner...OMG is always appropriate.
So, last week I was hella sick. I had to miss out on birthday cake and everything. So when I felt better, Mommy let me have my birthday cupcake and I was like, OMG, that's what all the fuss was about? Cake Smake, I'd rather have my red chard. I barely touched the thing, but that chard? More Please! Oh-MA-GAH!
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