Today I took care of both my nephews. Zack is 7 and Jake is 3. They were very good, actually, and I was quite happy about that because I'm feeling a tad bit under the weather.
When I was making lunch for them, Jake had his feet on the counter.
I said to him, with my eyebrows raised and pointing to his feet, "Young man, what is this?"
He said, "This my feet."
I said, in a very serious tone," And what are you going to do with them?"
He said, "I'm going to walk on them."
Three year olds. Can't get any easier than that.
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