Me: Karter please stop growing up. It makes me so sad.
Karter: Well Mommy you could always die and then you won't have to see me grow up.
Me: Touche' Karter, you grow up all you want.
Karter: Mommy you are the prettiest mommy and you're Neva stinky.
Brandon: Karter do you want cheese its?
Karter: Do you even know me?
Aunt Bridgey: Karter who is your girlfriend?
Karter: Mommy! She's my everything.
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