Emerson: What do you have in your hand?
Me: A ball.
Emerson: Neat! What are you going to do with it?
Me: I’m going to throw it over there. *toss*
Emerson: I saw where it went! I’ll show you! *runs* Look! It’s right here! *sniff* Yep, that’s it! *runs back* See Mama? I told you I could find it!
Me: Yes, but you didn’t bring it back.
Emerson: Well if you wanted the ball so much you shouldn’t have thrown it over there. What do you think I am? A Golden Retriever or something? Sheesh.
**Original post from August 20, 2011