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Josh and Gabby fight as if they are brother and sister. Sometimes it really cracks me up. Tonight at dinner Josh called Gabby a dork (very mature, Josh). She was upset for a moment, but then my bright, bright daughter called Josh "Dorky Porky!" I'm not sure even she knew just how fitting this was since Josh has been feeling a little bitter about some extra pound gainage. I was not too thrilled, however, when she turned around and called me "Miss Poopy Pants!" Hey!!! Isn't she supposed to stick up for me, and only help me gang up on Josh!!??

Josh then called Gabby "little". Gabby said, "I'm not little. I'M SIX-YEARS OLD! So why don't you put some poop on that!" I love her!

(Let me also remind everyone that Josh is my 34-year old best friend here in San Antonio!! Let me repeat . . . 34 . . . fighting with a six-year old!!!) Oh! And in the conversation on the phone later in the eveing, he said, "She called me a dork first!"

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Jessiedc28 said…
Poop comments at the dinner table -- what kind of mother have you turned in to! Just kidding. I think that's great. But for some reason when people verbally abuse Josh it's great. Gabby's almost 7!!! Wiggin
I don't know why it's so funny to verbally abuse Josh. I know it's mean, but I have never found so much enjoyment out of teasing someone before!!! And when Gabby does it...well, I can't help but want to give her a high five every time.

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