When we walked out to the car, I let you get into the car by yourself, which means looking both ways and then going into the street to get to your side of the car. You looked both ways, and then we had this exchange:
Me: You looked both ways! Great job!
You: You let me walk into the street - I'm telling Daddy. You're going to be in trouble.
Me: I'm not afraid of Daddy.
You: Yes you are.
Me: No, I'm not. We're adults and we can disagree.
You: You guys fight. You're going to be in trouble.
Awesome that you're already an instigator!
Then, at night, we went to Target. You saw a bra and shouted "BOOBIES!!"
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