Then his big sister came downstairs and his face lit up. He looked her over and gasped. "You're wearing shoes in the house and on the carpet! Ticket for you!" She smiled but as soon as he handed her the ticket? Same thing. She crumpled and tossed it over her shoulder. Luke sat down and cried for just a second. Then he gave up and moved on to the next activity. Eating. Poor guy can't get any compliance.
Overheard this week when HF was leaving for work:
Beau (2 years): I love your police car daddy.
HF: I love YOU!
Beau (2 years): No, you love your police car.