It's 10pm. Ryan and I are sitting in the living room talking wherein the child is playing. He just stood up, held up both hands as if they were stop signs, and said, "Stop talking everybody. I'm playing right now!"
As I type this, he just said, "I'm busy right now; leave me alone!" What is he doing? He is "busy" sticking his toy screwdriver into the gas key hole on the side of the fireplace. Yep, we're good parents.
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