Trenton is picking up some things and putting away his laundry. I can hear him in his room talking to himself in a "what the heck" type of voice. He says "Mooommm! I can't fit everything in here! Come look!" I say, "You're killing me smalls". He then says, "I'm killing you(emphasis on the you here), I'm killing me! I almost gave myself a black eye!" He said that because about 15 minutes prior to this he was boucing a golf ball size super ball and it bounced right back up into one of his eyes.
My Trenton!
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