We're standing on the entryway rug.
Viva: There's a bug, Grandma!
Grandma: No, it's a small rock from outdoors.
Bentley: No, it's a booger.
Grandma: Why do you think it's a booger?
Bentley: It's green.
Uh, okay...end of that conversation. I did not inspect said object to determine if I was right or he was right. Maybe Viva was right?
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Grandma: Why is Jake screaming?
Bentley: He was banging his cars on the gate downstairs. I told him that was a no no.
Grandma: Did you do something to him to make him stop?
Bentley: I didn't do anything. I was just teasing him.
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