Today we visited the doctor's office for our annual check-ups for the kids. Despite the impending shots and the feel of a cold stethoscope on their back, the kids were generally happy. We had to wait a while, but the kids kept themselves busy.
Me: (watching Chipmunk move his arms in a circle) What are you doing?
Chipmunk: I baking a cake. Come help me (shouts to his sister)!
Bear: Okay. I'll cut the cake. (picks up imaginary object and cuts the cake)
Chipmunk: NOOOOOOOO! Don't take the knife! (Grabs imaginary object back from sister and puts it on the floor)
Bear: ( Grabs imaginary object off floor) I'm just going to cut it into a rectangle.
Chipmunk: NOOOO! (Grabs imaginary object back and puts it in his pocket) Stop cutting my cake! That's my knife!
Bear: (Reaches for Chipmunk's pocket) Stop taking it away!
Chipmunk: (Pushes Bear's hand away)NOOOOO! YOU STOOOOOP!!!
Me: Uh, you know that you two are fighting over something that isn't really there, right?
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