I was trying to convince Z that we had to throw a broken toy away because it was beyond repair. Z's response:
Z: I can fix it with my tools.
Me: No you can't, honey. You don't have the right kind of tool.
Z: I can fix it with daddy's tools.
Me: I'm sorry, but daddy doesn't have the right kind of tool either.
Z: I can fix it with my imaginary tool. Its the right kind.
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yeah, i don't think you can argue with that, sorry... unless you said that it's not an imaginary toy?? but i'm sure he'd come up with another great argument :)
i think he's got you there...
hey, by any chance was the broken toy a smash-up car?
No, but now ya got me thinking...
yeah, sorry, he wins
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