Hey there Emmie!
What do you want to eat?
Eating me is more or less out of the question. So, what else you want kid?
Emmie: “MY NAME IS EMMIE!!! NOT KID!!!!” *screams at the top of your lungs while Mabel was sleeping. Mabel woke up and run to Emmie* Mabel: “Bill what did you do?!?? And why is our 4 year old daughter screaming?!? *Mabel gives bill a mean look*
*sighs* I’m sorry. Don’t worry, I’ll deal with it. *picks up Emmie and takes her to the kitchen* Sorry Emmie, now, what do you want to eat?