Thursday afternoons, the kids and I usually pick up fast food for lunch and then stop by my friend Georgia's house to eat and hang out (while she is "working" from home).
We arrived a little late and had been running around all morning, so I asked Georgia to put on the TV so they could have a little quiet time. After getting the kids some food, Peter asked for "dippy" sauce for his French fries, which Georgia got up to help him with.
As Georgia stood in front of Peter putting the ketchup on his plate I reminded him to say "thank you" by saying, "Peter, what do you say to Aunt Georgia?"
He replied with, "get out of my way," as he tried to get a view of the TV behind her.