No minion for me. Uh-uh.

Earlier I sat down in the living room with my laptop. As soon as I got comfortable I realised I couldn't reach my glass. Ben was in the room with me playing with his cars. So, (remembering how my parents always put me to work getting them things, etc.) I ask him if he could pass me my glass, and he totally ignores me. Thanks kid.

I end up getting my glass myself while mumbling 'No minion for me.' To which Ben promptly replies 'Nope, no minion for you, Mama. Uh-uh.'

Totally cracked me up!