Yesterday evening we had a bunch of kids going in and out of our house through the sliding door onto our patio. At one point Ryan went outside, but left the sliding door wide open.
"Ryan," I called. "How many cats do we have?"
Ryan held up three fingers.
"And how many to do you want us to have?" I asked, nodding towards the open door.
Ryan promptly ignored my implication and happily held up four fingers.
"Not happening, kid. Shut the door."
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