Ghost in the graveyard with the guys from the ward. Annie full body tackled the one with the football and knocked him flat on the ground!

I was making one of those incredibly intelligent motherhood comments, full of sensitivity to the child's agency and respect for his eternal carma and I said "We'll be taking care of this in the morning." I included some very fancy hand and arm gyrations as I pointed around Coy's room at a lot of interesting stallagtites and stallagmites all over the floor. He said "why wait until tomorrow? Let's do it right now?" I should have smelled trouble, it's not close enough to Christmas. He stood up and mimicked exactly my interesting hand and arm gyrations, over and over again. I could have bit him if I wasn't laughing so hard.