This is your last chance!

I hate that crack-pot!

Crack-pot?

CRAAAAACK POHHHHHT. I hate that dinner that you're making!

OH! . . . Crock Pot!

Yes. I hate that dinner. You have to take me to IKEA . . . I want those circle things . . . meatballs. This is your last chance! Make cookies and go at IKEA. That's it!

What are you going to do if I won't do it?

You're grounded. Grounded from computers,  . . . every night. And you're not taking me to IKEA. If you're not, you're grounded from computers.

Q, we aren't going to IKEA for dinner. You can have anything else in the house that you want, but we are staying here.

No, I am the boss of this house . . . and we are going to IKEA . . . mommy, pleeeaaaase. Take me to IKEA . . . okay, that's it. If you won't give me soda, and meatballs and french fries and sauce, I'm going to ground you from computers!

(I don't think I need to express how funny this conversation was to me. I was typing as he was speaking. It cracked me up so much. It's not over, either. I know my child. He will carry this to the end of the day.)

Mama! Why won't you listen to me! It's IKEA for me!