Tuesday, February 05, 2008

My Three Year Old Know-It-All

While we were attempting lunch today, Jackson and I had a conversation about his hot dog bun:

Jackson: "I am going to broke it to pieces."

Shelly, "No, you say you are going to break it to pieces."

J: "No, I'm going to broke it to pieces."

S: "No, you're going to break it to pieces."

J: "No, broke it to pieces.

S: "No, break."

J: "No, broke."

S: "Break."

J: "Broke."

S: "Break"

J: "Broke."

S: "No. You are going to break it to pieces."

J: "No. I am going to broke it to pieces."

Then Jackson broke his hotdog bun in half.

S: "See, now you broke it to pieces."

J: "NO! I breaked it!"

Oh for the love!

3 comments:

The Shill Spill said...

Aren't they always right? Don't they rule the world? (That's the impression I get at my house.) :) Funny story Shelly! :)

Lisa said...

that's funny!

Robyn said...

There is no point arguing with a 3-year-old...trust me, I have tried! Hey, I started my own blog -- you should check it out. Hope you are doing well!