Nolan: Mom, can I have the baahgsh bor (garage door) opener and push it to close the baahgsh?
Me: Sure. (handing him the opener)
Rison: Aww, I wanted to push it one time.
Me: Oh, I already opened it. You can do it next time, okay?
Nolan: Here, Ida. (handing Rison the opener) You can do it.
Rison: (Delighted, but in a what-the-heck-is-this sort of way). Thanks, Nolan!
My Jaw: Hey! How about a little warning next time! A drop like that could knock a tooth loose.
Inside at the table as I'm handing out happy meal items:
Rison: I wish we got a Ronald McDonald cup (alas, the happy meal drinks came in Grimace and the Hamburgler cups today) so I could give it to you, Nolan.
