It's summer. I'm 36 weeks and 4 days pregnant. It's summer. The kids were being...kids. Bless their annoying little hearts.
Me: Why don't you go outside and play?
Kembry: Because, we'll be alone.
Me: You do realize you're both human, and when you're together, you're not alone?
Cohen: When Kembry and me are together, we're still alone. (We're working on the grammar.)
A deep stare. Silence.
Me: Um, did you check in the kitchen for that toy you were looking for? (I.E. please leave me alone for a minute.)
Me: How come?
Cohen: Because you're wrong.
Silence. Deep glare. They're now in the kitchen helping daddy. Bless him.