twisty parents, all alike

[metaphortunate]

Conversing with the toddler makes me feel like an Infocom game.

> That a car wash

No, that is a gas station.

> Go to gas station

You can't go to the gas station. It's too late. Also, it's raining.

> Go to gas station

It's still raining.

> It stop raining.

You can't stop it raining that way.

> Tooth

You have a tooth. You have many teeth.

> Tooth

I don't know what you want to do with your tooth.

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ETA: I am not the first one to think of this!

Comments

[badgerbag]

You go to the car wash. Your little box of steel and glass slowly enters the murky cave. Lights flash. Brushes descend. Long black fettuccini things thwap down on your windshield, sudsily. The car shakes. All is noise and chaos! Giant hairdryers blast little drops of water and wax past your vision, like hyperspace! You emerge into the sparkling day...

[metaphortunate]

Hee. That is exactly what he wants!