Last night at dinner, the conversation went a little something like this. Unfortunately for him, N was outside putting the new license plates on my car and missed the entire thing.
Miss T: ROWR!! I a LION! I scare you!
AE: [giggling]
Miss T: ROWR! ROWWWWWWWWWWWR!
Me: [laughing] Eat your food please.
Miss T: I a lion! ROWR!
Me: Please eat.
Miss T: Brovver [brother], I scare you! I a lion!
AE: [giggling]
Miss T: ROWR! I keel you, brovver!
AE: [choking] WHAT?! Mom! Did you hear that?
Me: [laughing]
Miss T: I keel you! I keel you! ROWWWWWWWWWWWR!
AE: Is she saying-
Me: [laughing] That’s she’s going to kill you? I think so.
AE: [offended] Mom! That’s not funny!
Miss T: [grinning like mad] I keel you! I keel you!
AE: Mom! NOT! FUNNY!
Me: [laughing hysterically] I’m going to have to disagree with you there, son.
