Tonight a funny conversation came up about how we three kids came to be. At the time we were in the bathroom brushing our teeth. Here's the basics of what was said.
Will: No, no, we came from a genie lamp. We were the result of three wishes. (Points to me, himself, and Jaime) Daughter, son, daughter.
Courtney: Yeah, Mom wished for that, but what she got was (Points to myself, Will, and Jaime) daughter, son, MONKEY!
Jaime: No! She got (Points to me, Will, and herself) BRAT, son, monkey!
Courtney: Yeah, I was the result of a wish gone bad.
Will: A bad wish!
-Courtney-
Will: No, no, we came from a genie lamp. We were the result of three wishes. (Points to me, himself, and Jaime) Daughter, son, daughter.
Courtney: Yeah, Mom wished for that, but what she got was (Points to myself, Will, and Jaime) daughter, son, MONKEY!
Jaime: No! She got (Points to me, Will, and herself) BRAT, son, monkey!
Courtney: Yeah, I was the result of a wish gone bad.
Will: A bad wish!
-Courtney-
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