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While riding in the car with my youngest two the other day, a scuffle broke out between them.
"Hey! What's going on back there?!" I demanded.
The three year-old told me through tears, "He hit me!"
I asked the older boy why and he replied, "Because he said he can read my mind!"
I had no idea why that would warrant a hit but the three year-old took up the argument and retorted, "I can read your mind!"
"No you can't."
"Yes, I can!"
Back and forth a few more times until I said, "Okay, if you can read his mind, what is he thinking right now?"
And the three year-old immediately shot back,
wait for it
"He is thinking that I can't read his mind!"
Seriously.
"Hey! What's going on back there?!" I demanded.
The three year-old told me through tears, "He hit me!"
I asked the older boy why and he replied, "Because he said he can read my mind!"
I had no idea why that would warrant a hit but the three year-old took up the argument and retorted, "I can read your mind!"
"No you can't."
"Yes, I can!"
Back and forth a few more times until I said, "Okay, if you can read his mind, what is he thinking right now?"
And the three year-old immediately shot back,
wait for it
"He is thinking that I can't read his mind!"
Seriously.
Labels: funny kid conversations
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