A Soccer Playing, Cowboy District Attorney

The Bandit was over at my sister-in-laws this weekend.  His daddy and his uncle were shoveling gravel, so he and his aunt played a little croquet in the backyard.

“Do you want to take this croquet set home with you?” she asked him.  (Ultimately I put the kibosh on that plan – Roscoe will just eat it.)

“Where did you get it,” Bandit asked her.

“I borrowed it from Grandma and never gave it back.”

The Bandit stopped and looked at her with his mouth hanging open.  “You stole it?”

“No, I didn’t steal it.  I borrowed it from Grandma for a really long time and never gave it back.”

The Bandit gave her an accusatory look and shook his head.  “You stole it.”