Asher was in the far back set of the truck with his stuffed dog, ‘Frisbee’. Asher was chatting away to no one in particular, so PChad & I started listening in. The following conversation was taking place:
Asher: “Frisbee, you can’t really talk, so I have to talk for you.”
Frisbee: “Ok, Asher!”
Asher: “I want you to stop talking now.”
Frisbee: “Ok.”
Asher: “That’s still talking, Frisbee. I said no more talking.”
Frisbee: “Alright.”
Asher: “One… two… I said two already, Frisbee, so you better stop talking now.”
Frisbee: “I will.”
Asher: “That’s it, Frisbee, you’re getting a time out. You have to sit over in that seat until your time out is over.”
Ahh, I love that kid’s imagination!
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