Ventriloquist Dummy

This morning, like most others, we made our way out to the car for the morning commute.  Logan, herded along by Justin, piled in and plopped himself down in his car seat.

"Buckle me up, Justin!" he shouted.

"Nobody is going to do anything, young man, until you start using some manners," I scolded.

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease," he sang.

The age of three affords Logan quite a bit of license when it comes to his oldest brother, but even he can only push so far.  Justin dutifully began to fasten the car seat straps.

"Yeah, I'm getting kind of tired of that," he told Logan.  "And all the complaining and whining about "I want, I want, I want"."

"It's always me, me, me, now, now, now with this kid," he said in my direction. 

Had my mouth been full, I would have choked.  For a moment I paused.  I don't remember saying anything but that sure did sound like my voice coming out of Justin's mouth.

Gee, Justin, I have no idea how you feel. 

Is that not the exact same order that I use those words in?  A quick check of my mental notes confirmed my suspicion.  "Phrase applied frequently and with great liberty to Justin and Ethan...and eventually Logan."  It was mine!  That must be why is sounded so familiar.  Oh the irony...and the copyright infringement.  Time to enlightenment: 10 years, 360 days, 22 hours and 28 minutes.  Best of luck, Justin.

- 9 November 2011