Me: Dude! Stop hitting your sister!

The boy: why?

Me: Cause. I……am your mom……and…….you do what I say. Now, leave her alone.

the boy – goes and does something else bad; while I calm down the girl.

Me: little boy, are you trying to drive me insane? Stop getting into everything!

In the meantime I put the girl down to get the boy and she starts screaming.

the boy: why?

the girl: AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! (While crawling to be directly underfoot…of course)

Me: Shh…..ha. Why. Like I’m going to answer you. Go. Stop getting into crap.

The boy getting into more stuff; while I clean up the other stuff and deal with a cranky little girl. 

Me: Holy crap little Dude! Are you serious? Why do you need to get into everything? (and I stand and wait for an answer)

The boy: Why?

Me: Yes. Why.

The boy: Why.

Me: Why.

The boy: Why.

Me: Yes, little boy. Why.

The boy: Why.

Me: Why.

The boy: Why.

Me: pounding head on wall.