Sean: Mama, how did that bird poop on my window?  Mama: He just flew by it and pooped. Sean: But mama, he didn't wipe!

Mama, that's all the talking I've got.

Squirrels pee in the snow.

I'm trying to shut the door to get a privacy.

Thank you for offering mama, but I don't care for any tomatoes.

Mama, why are there bubbles on the bacon?