Our conversation over breakfast this morning.
R: Mommy, you drive the speed limit.
M: Yes, I do.
R: But, Daddy doesn't, Mommy. Daddy drives too fast.
M: Daddy should drive the speed limit, too.
R: The policeman is going to take all Daddy's money away.
M: He might. But he's not going to take all your money away is he?
R: No. I don't drive too fast.
R: The policeman stopped the white car 'cause he was going toooo fast.
C: Take his money away.
C: The policeman stop Daddy.
R: No, Connor, he stopped the white car.
C: Because he was going too fast.