Meow

Brandon has been going through this wacky stage the past few days.  It sounds something like this:

Me: "Brandon.  Stop.  Go put that in the trash and wash your hands."

Brandon: "Meow.  Ok, I will.  Meow."

Me: "Brandon, that's enough water.  I think your hands are plenty clean."

Brandon: "Meow.  Ok.  Meow."  

Off goes the water.

Allan enters the kitchen. 

Allan: "Brandon, go to the table.  It's time to eat."

Brandon: "Meow!  I'm coming.  Meow."

Allan: "Enough of the meowing.  That's so obnoxious."

Brandon: "Meo--oops!  I didn't even mean to."

(And no, he doesn't know about Patch the Pirate's Friendship Mutiny.)