Me and Mitchell were telling Riker we were going to tie him to the roof of the car from Wal-Mart to home (I know we're wonderful parents). Our conversation goes as follows:
Mitchell: We're going to tie you to the roof of the car!
Riker: No! Why?
Me: Cause you're ungrateful. (I really don't feel this way promise.)
Riker: No! You're a grape pole!
Me: What?
Riker: No, I'm just kidding you're an apple, Mommy.
This kid cracks me up!