This morning Sabrina and Monique were in the living room and dining room respectively, holding their babies and talking to each other on their toy cell phones...
Sabrina: "Ring, ring, ring, ring. Monique your phone is ringing!"
Monique: "Hello?"
Sabrina: "Hi! How are you doing today?"
Monique: "Oh, I am doing just fine. I'm about to go to Wal-Mart."
Sabrina: "Would you like me to watch your kids for you?"
Monique: "Sure, that would be great!"
Sabrina: "Is there anything you need to tell me about them?"
Monique: "Well, one of them can't have milk."
Sabrina: "OK, which one?"
Monique: "John 3:16"
Sabrina: "So John 3:16 can't have milk. Anything else?"
Monique: "No that's all. See you soon!"
And a few minutes later (after Monique arrived at Sabrina's house) I heard this conversation...
Sabrina: "You know our grandmother broke her foot."
Monique: "Yes, she did."
Sabrina: "She fell off the roof and broke it."
Monique: "Well this baby was in my tummy just yesterday."
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