The Big Dog has now brought on a whole new level of genius. He's got me reprimanding his stuffed animals. I'm not sure how I ended up here, but I'm pretty sure he's off somewhere snickering.
We're at a McDonald's birthday party for a friend's daughter. Big Dog decides to start playing siren. Sure, all the other kids are loud too, but his is a screechie kinda loud.
Me: Sweetie, it's a bit loud in here for you to be screeching.
Big Dog: Mommy, dat makes no sense. If it's woud, den I'm doing wite.
Me: Yes, I see your logic, but you're much too loud. Please stop with the siren.
Big Dog: But mommy, it's not me doing it. It's de toy puppy.
Me: Okay, well tell the toy puppy to stop it.
I walk off. "WOOO WOOOO WOOOO WOOOOO!!!"
Me: Dude. I told you to stop with the siren. Why are you still doing it?!
Big Dog: No, you told de puppy. He's in time out now and he's stopped. Dat time it was me.
Any suggestions out there?!