Even space rangers have to obey the rules
As we were finishing up dinner, our son pulled out his toy phone. The following was his side of the conversation:
Son: Hello?
[pause]
Son: Oh, hi Buzz Lipeyear [this is how he refers to Buzz Lightyear]. This is me.
[pause]
Son: Yes, I ate my dinner.
[pause]
Son: Oh, I see.
[pause]
Son: Buzz Lipeyear, did you hit?
[pause]
Son [with disapproval in his voice]: That's not nice. No hitting, Buzz Lipeyear! I think you need a timeout.
[pause]
Son: You let me know when you're ready to apologize.
[hangs up phone]
Yep, even if you're a space ranger you gotta obey the rules.
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