7-year-old: Okay, now I’m a cheetah!
RegularDad: You’re a Cheeto?
7-year-old: No. Not a Cheeto. A Chee-TAH.
RegularDad: Okay. You’re a Cheeto! Yummy yum! (pretends to gobble her up)
7-year-old, annoyed: Da-ad! I’m NOT a Cheeto!
RegularDad, to 4-year-old: She’s a Cheeto! Want some Cheesy-Poofs?
4-year-old: Yeah, I want some Cheesy-Poofs!
7-year-old, really annoyed now: I AM NOT A CHEETO!!!
RegularDad: Look out for the Cheeto! AAAAHHH!!!!
4-year-old: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
7-year-old, shouting over both of them: Okay….now I’m a PANTHER!


Sounds a lot like what goes on at my house. Lucky she didn’t just get cranky and bite him. I would have! Those daddies can be so annoying sometimes.
LOL Hilarious!
Way to think on her feet.
Clever girl.
Yep. She gets it from my side of the family. Along with that whole drama queen thing, of course.
Now that’s priceless!