the neighbor kid — 4 years old and super cute — has finally been trained not to ring the doorbell 4 or 6 times before we can even get to the door.
only, now he knocks constantly, till you get there.
worse still: he doesn’t take no for an answer.
Kid: CAN (J2) PLAY?
Me: No, Nelson*, sorry, we’re leaving soon.
Kid: BUT WHERE YALL GOIN?
Me: it doesnt matter, Nelson, we’re leaving soon — we’ll be back about 8 and (J2) can play then.
Kid: BUT WHERE YOU GOIN?
Me: Like I just said — we’re leaving, and (J2) will be back later.
Kid: BUT WHERE YOU GOIN?
Me: *sigh*
Kid: BUT WHERE YOU GOIN?
Me: Good bye, Nelson.
Kid: BUT WHERE YOU GOIN?
Me: I will see you later, okay kiddo?
Kid: BUT WHERE YOU GOIN?
Me: *shuts door*
Kid, yelling through door: BUT WHERE YOU GOIN?
Kid, yelling through door: MR CHRIS?
Kid, yelling through door: CAN (J2) PLAY?
*not his real name
BUT WHERE’D YOU GO?