He’d lightly yawn, it being early in the morning and you, his child, wanted so badly to play cops. Hearing the sirens of your toy police car and you say “Pull over!” in your cute little voice of yours, he’d decide to play along while not playing along, “I’m not in a car.” After that he’d hear you say with a whine, “Just listennn!” He’d laugh, nodding his head and lifting his hands up as you, crawling with your toy police car, came up to him. You were too cute for him.