Sophie: "You wanna hot dog?"
Me: "You want a hot dog for dinner?"
Sophie: "A hog dog!"
Me: "OK, we'll get you a hot dog."
*beat*
Sophie: "Hot dog?!"
Me: "Yes, Sophie. We're getting you a hot dog."
*beat*
Sophie: "Hot dog?!"
Me: "Yes, Sophie. I just ordered your hot dog."
*beat*
Sophie: "But...hot dog?"
Me: "Sophie, the hot dog is in the front seat. We're going home and you can eat your hot dog."
*beat*
Sophie: "Hot dog?!?"
Me: "SOPHIE. Walk into the house and I will put the hot dog down in front of you and YOU CAN EAT THE HOT DOG."
*go inside. put hot dog on the table in front of child.*
Sophie: "...NOPE."
Not one bite was eaten by the girl.
If you will excuse me, I'm going to go replace my brain with a toothpick model of Mount Rushmore.
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