When I picked up Daniel from the sitter's today, he was playing whack-a-mole with Isaac and Aubrey. Discussion as we walked to the car:
Me: Were you having fun playing whack-a-mole?
Daniel: Yeah.
Me: How do you play?
Daniel: You just whack-a-mole. Isaac whacked it every time it turned green.
Me: Oh yeah?
Daniel: And I whacked it every time it turned red.
Me: So when did Aubrey get to whack it?
Daniel: When you came and picked me up.
So much for giving poor Aubrey a turn! Luckily, she's the oldest of the three, so I'm guessing if she had really wanted a turn, she just would have taken it!
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