Finnisms.

Finn:  Hey Mama, you wanna know what kind of snake this is, my stuffed animal?

Me:  What kind?

Finn:  I think it’s a Bone Constrictor.

Me:  A Boa?

Finn:  Yep, I think it’s a Bone Constrictor and it’ll wrap you up and take you for a spin.

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Finn:  We’re singing a song called Jesus never had a crib.

{Away in the manger, no crib for a bed.}

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Finn:  Whoa.  Whoa.  That’s a little too much clubby water.

{Dave was pouring orange juice and club soda.}

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{Dave added River Monsters to our Netflix queue.}

Finn:  Um, we could probably take a test to see if we like it.  I hope that fish doesn’t eat that people.

Dave:  Yeah, we should probably watch something else.

Finn:  Probably you could watch it on your own.

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Finn:  Mom, where is my Spiderman mask?

Me: Don’t you worry about it.  It’s in my possession.

**** 2 minutes later ****

Finn: *exaggerated whisper* Dad.  Dad.  Can we just look in Mama’s pojession?

Dave:  *laughing*  Buddy, that means Mama has it.

Finn:  Dad.  Is a pojession a body part?