We were driving home from church and #4 (9 months old) had two race cars that were generously provided by #3 (3 years old) to play with/slobber on. #3 wanted one of them back, and he was asking #4 if he could please have one of the racecars. I told #3 that #4 doesn't speak English and didn't understand him, to which #3 replied: "What the hell!"
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Thoughts were briefly collected and we asked him to repeat himself. We had been going down a big hill and he (with the attention span of a gnat) got distracted by the terrain. "Look, a hill" coming from his little mouth did NOT come out properly. Nobody else in the car understood why the parents were laughing so hard.
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