Me: "Hey, want to go to the toy store?"
Me: "Oh, no. Looks like the toy store is closed."
G: "Oh well."
Me: "I guess we'll have to go to school."
G: *womp, womp*
I love this conversation because (a) we've been having this exact exchange every morning for over a year and we both still think it's funny, and (b) the kid knows how to do a sad trombone, when to do it, and why it's funny.
I . . . couldn't be more proud.