Mommyo: “The Four-Year-Old, don’t eat the whole bag of M&Ms or you won’t have room for your hot dog.”
Mommyo immediately begins banging her head against the steering wheel.
Daddyo, patting my arm: “That’s ok, honey, we can work on that. Would you like me to drive?”
The Four-Year-Old: “Mommyo, does that hurt?”