This morning, my wife asked Troy what he wanted for breakfast, and he said, "Cereal." She said, "Are you sure?" And he confirmed. I said, "Well, I want waffles with strawberries and bananas on top, sprinkled with walnuts." Troy looked at me and said, "Well, you can do that. I want cereal." My wife and I burst into a fit of laughter. He speaks so maturely with a hint of smart-aleck, and it always makes me laugh.
A few moments later, he was trying to direct my wife to what he wanted to watch on the TV. The first couple of choices that she made were incorrect, and he was getting agitated. Then, she finally found the correct option, and Troy exclaimed, 'That's what I'm talking about! Good job, mama."
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