Daddy: Where are my shoes?
Mommy: I don't know.
Daddy: Well, I left them right here. And the only person who would've moved them is you.
Mommy: If I moved them then it was into your closet where shoes are supposed to go.
Daddy: I checked in there.
Mommy: Well, then I don't know where they are.
Daddy: You're always moving my stuff.
C: Hey! Hey you guys! Hey! Just be nice.
Daddy: C, stop! Stop running! Stop! You need to stop when I ask you to. You need to listen and obey.
Daddy now walking a few steps ahead of C.
C: (whispering) Stop. Stop. Stop. (grabbing Daddy's arm) You obey.
C: My truck! Fix my truck! Fix my truck Mommy!
Mommy: I can't fix it now C. I'm driving. I'll fix it when we get to the house.
C: You will fix it?
Mommy: Yes, when we get to the house.
C: You will fix my truck Mommy?
Mommy: Yes bud, I'll fix it when we get to the house.
C: Mommy, you will fix my truck?
Mommy: Yes C! I will fix it when we get there!
C: Just don't be grumpy at me!
Yikes! What have we done? Created a monster? Nah, not with a face this adorable...
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