While waiting for me to cook dinner, the boys decided to play restaurant. G made up some menus and asked H to order.
G- What do you want?
H- Christmas card.
G- Christmas card soup? ok.
He comes over to me and pokes me in the bum until I say, "Yes?"
G- Christmas card soup.
M-ok
G to H- what other ingredients do you want? Thermos water?
H-yeah.
G- poke poke poke
M-yes?
G- Thermos water please.
M-why don't you get it for him.
G- I can't. Your the cooker, I'm the orderer
G to H- Anything else?
H- yes. Jacket tomato soup.
G- Ok. I'll go tell the Mrs.
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