Last night we were sitting on the couch watching tv. Anthony asked me if he could have another chocolate chip (a fiber bar). I of course told him no. He got mad and shook his finger at me and screamed, "Don't talk to me that way, I'm the boss." I laughed and said, "no I'm the boss." It turned into a war between Anthony, Renato, and me. "I'm the boss, no I'm the boss."
Eventually we reached an agreement that Renato is the man, I'm the boss, and Anthony is the monster.
Anthony kept saying, "Daddy is the man, Mama is that boss, and I'm the monster!"
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He is quite the thinker.
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