Today Big Kid was fighting with the little kid when he screamed, "Mom, you better do somefing about him or I'm gonna run away!"
"You're going to run away? Where would you go?"
"Far. Like, da middle of nowhere. Somewhere he can't get me. I'm finkin' Texas."
Trying not to laugh, I responded, "You're moving to Texas?"
"Maybe. Dat way he can't ant-agonize me anymore."
"Did you just say antagonize?"
"Yes. It means when you're bein' really annoying, like he is!"
"Good word. I've got friends in Texas, you want me to see if they have any room?"
"How 'bout you dest make him be good? Instead of me movin' all da way to Texas?"
"Moving would probably be easier."