Troy: “Dada, I want to play the copy game in the car.”
Me: “Okay.”
Troy: “You need to say something.”
Me: “No, you say something. I want to copy you.”
Troy: “I want to copy you.”
Me: “No, that’s not how it’s supposed to work. I’m going to copy you!”
Troy: “No, that’s not how it’s supposed to work. I’m going to copy you!”
Me: “Stop it! I’m copying you!”
Troy: “Stop it! I’m copying you!”
Me: “Supercalifragilisticexpealidocious!”
Troy: “What the heck?!”
Me: “What the heck?!”
Troy: “I don’t want to play anymore.”
Me: “Okay.”
Troy: “You need to say something.”
Me: “No, you say something. I want to copy you.”
Troy: “I want to copy you.”
Me: “No, that’s not how it’s supposed to work. I’m going to copy you!”
Troy: “No, that’s not how it’s supposed to work. I’m going to copy you!”
Me: “Stop it! I’m copying you!”
Troy: “Stop it! I’m copying you!”
Me: “Supercalifragilisticexpealidocious!”
Troy: “What the heck?!”
Me: “What the heck?!”
Troy: “I don’t want to play anymore.”

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