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