Troy: "Go back upstairs, and I’ll let you know that breakfast is ready."
Me: "You’re not going to just leave me upstairs while you eat all of the bacon, are you?"
Troy: "No…maybe." [munching on a piece of bacon]
Me: "Okay, I’ll go back upstairs, and you can call me."
Troy: "I didn’t say it yet."
Me: "I know, I’ll let you know when I’m upstairs."
Me walking upstairs…
Me: "Okay, I’m upstairs."
Troy running to the front room…
Troy: "Dada! Breakfast is ready!"
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