My baby brother jumps onto my bed at an unGodly hour this morning (okay, afternoon
) and goes "When are we getting up?!"
Me: Who is we?
Him: Us!
Me: I think you're already up.
Him: When are you getting up?
Me: Go play.
Him: I can't play by myself.
Me: Where's Mom?
Him: At the gym.
Me: Sweetheart, go watch Treehouse.
Him: Why should I sit by myself?
I still wasn't getting up, so he crawled into bed with me and then went like "This is boring. I'm bored."
Me: What's boring?
Him: This. When are we getting up?
Me: We are up.
Him: No... when are we going out?
Me: It's raining; we can't go anywhere.
Him: When are we going outside of this room?
Me: We're not.
...
Me: Are you hungry?
Him: Yes.
So when I get up to feed him, he goes "You took too long. I'm not hungry anymore."
Me: How's that possible?
Him: It happens sometimes.
Little brat. Turned out my mom had already fed him. He just wanted me to get up.
All of this was in Urdu though.