Boone is in the back seat. "Mommy, Wincoln is not seeping."
I messed with him. "He's not sheeping?"
"No! Seeping! He not aseep."
"He's not a sheep?"
"Noo! I'm not TALKING 'bout dat!! ...Wincoln is awake. His eyes are not cwosed."
Next sentence, buzzing his tongue (spitting) "I'm twying to get da bubbles outta my mouf." (?)
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