Not Until You're Dead

Some kids, when you ask them to pick up their shoes, might answer,

"In a minute. I'm busy right now."

"Do I have to?"

"They're fine where they are!"

"Ugh. Moan. Grumble, grumble."

"Your shoes are out. Why do I have to put mine away?"

"I don't want to. I'm too tired."

I thought I had heard the majority of the variations of, "No,"

UNTIL . . . James answered,
"Not until you're dead."

Nice. Thanks.
Ahh, the benefits of loving someone with Reactive Attachment Disorder.