HOW does our conversation at lunch always seem to revolve around this?
C: If you were a girl, you wouldn't have a penis. Girls just have private parts.
L: I'm Ruby. I'm a bunny. I don't have a penis.
C: Then what's that thing sticking out of your bum?
*Mama succumbs to hysterical silent sniggering*
L: Say "cuckoo" now.
C: No.
L: Now!
C: I'm not gonna say "cuckoo" ever again.
L: You're Max.
C: *scowling* Why does Liam get a bigger cookie?
M: It's not Liam's.
C: I'm going outside.
And people wonder why I'm crazy. If you don't have the script from every TV show they've ever watched, there's no way you can keep up with the dialogue...
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