B: DON'T SAY CAR. I'M NOT A CAR! YOU'RE A CAR! %#*@!
B: DON'T SAY DOGGIE. THAT'S NOT A DOGGIE! THAT'S A HORSE!!!
B: DON'T SAY SIT! YOU SIT! I'M NOT A DOGGIE!
B: DON'T SAY DADDY. I'M NOT YOUR DADDY! HE'S AT WORK! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
And on and on. Well, today started off no different. After about ten minutes of the most ridiculous argument I've ever heard, Booker managed to nod off despite his seething anger. Ike continued testing out his new words but soon noticed that he wasn't getting any response. At this point, I looked in the rear view mirror and watched as Ike leaned over and got as close as he could to Booker. And then he said...
He took his finger and wagged it in Booker's face.
No. No. No. No.
Wag, wag, wag.
No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No!
And then Booker half woke from his sleep and yelled,
NO NO NO NO, DON'T SAY NO!
And promptly fell back asleep. It was hilarious and freaky at the same time. Even in his sleep, he has to dominate his brother. It's tough being Ikers.