The scene: little dude and I are lying in his bed earlier tonight, lights off, and I’m getting exasperated because he won’t be still or quiet while I’m singing him his usual lullabies.
Finally, feeling 80% irritated, 20% joking around, I say, “Liam. Shut. Your. Piehole.”
Peals of giggles from his side of the bed. He replies, 80% sincere, 20% teasing: “Mommy, you’re the nicest mom in the whole wide world.” And then I got a kiss.
And he shut his piehole.