Me: Matthew, take this baseball bat out of the kitchen and put it away.
Matt: But it’s not my bat. My baseball bat is blue. That one is red; it’s Brandon’s.
Brandon: No, my bat is blue and it’s in my room. The red one is Matt’s.
Me: I don’t care whose bat it is; just go put it away. If you don’t want to put each other’s toys away, put your names on them.
Matt: Okay. (Grabbing a marker) How do you spell ‘Brandon?’
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Uh oh, it’s likes you might have a future politician on your hands!
Sorry, that should have been “it looks like” . . . it’s been a long day and I’m a little tired.