I was in the bird room last night talking on the phone with my sister, when out of the blue, Timothy and Zeek, began bantering back and forth. They were telling each other to "stop it!"
Stop what, I'm not sure, but one would say it, then the other would return the phrase. I was sitting in between them at the time and the lobbying back and forth was driving me banana's. After a few more lobs to each other, Zeek ended the whole thing by yelling, "NO!" which threw Timmy off, thus ending the ensuing battle of who could say "stop it" the most.
My boys...bad to the bone!