Vergat

Daughter: Look, you can’t be a ballerina

Son: I don't want to be a ballerina

Daughter: Well, you can't be a ballerina because you don't have a tutu like me

Son: I don't want a tutu, those are for girls

Daughter: You're a laaaaaaaady (does a jump and twirls then falls bc socks on wood floors)

Son: he he, that's what you get for calling me a girl

Daughter: Ma! He said 'he he' at me when I fell, and I told him not to laugh at me, so I'm going to give him vergat (vinegar)

Happy Tuesday.