I pulled over twice on the way home from church to break up fighting in the backseat. The first time, I made them say something nice about each other.
Luke: Pete's smart.
Pete: Nu-uh, Luke's the one that's smart! (smaht)
Carrie: (sing-song voice) You're both smart. That's wonderful!
Pete: (impatiently) Nooooo, Luke's da one that's smahter.
Carrie: (not in a sing-song voice) Okay, say something else nice about Pete, Luke.
Luke: (not smiling at all, bored) He's funny.
Carrie: He IS funny. Okay, Petey, Luke is smart, now say one more good thing about him.
Pete: He has really long hair. (He has weally lond hay-uh.)
Carrie: Great! Let's get going.
Four blocks later, we pulled over again. This time I just made them apologize.
