(At the dinner table)
Clive: (looking around politely) Hey, would anyone like some milk? (Quickly raising his hand) Me!
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(Wandering from the living room into the kitchen where I’m working.)
Clive: Mom…Can I have my pen-pie? I have my pen-pie? Mom…Can I have my pen-pie? Can I have my pen-pie, please? Where’s my pen-pie? Mom, where’s my pen-pie? Can I have my pen-pie please?
Mama: Clive, what’s a pen-pie?
Clive: I don’t know.
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(At lunch)
Clive: All done!
Mama: What do you say?
Clive: (Incoherent mumbling)
Mama: No…”May…?”
Clive: May I E-D-B-C-D-E-F-G…excused.
Mama: (laughing) No, “May I BE excused.”
Clive: Yes, you may!
Jeremy says
Man I love this. this kid cracks me up. He needs to save this style of engagement for when he goes into comedy!