mydogfarted

I'm really not sure what is wrong with my oldest child...
Today, we took the kids to the park by my dad's house to play. It is seriously hot out. After about 45 minutes, my dad says to T "Let's go get some ice cream".
Conversation that follows (G for grandpa aka my dad):
T - "No guys, I don't want ice cream".
G - "You don't want ice cream?"
T - "No. I stay here."
Me - "T, they have pink ice cream." (Pink is her favorite color)
T - "No want pink ice cream".

This goes on for a couple of minutes. Then my moment of genius...
Me - "T, do you want to go to grandpa's?"
G - *gives me the WTF? look*
T - "Yes, we go grandpa's".
Me (to everyone): "Ok! We're going to grandpa's! Nudge, nudge, wink, wink."

Serious. I had to trick a two year old into going for ice cream on a 90 degree day.
Then we had to drag her out of the ice cream store, kicking and screaming. When we finally get her in the car, I hear this pearl of wisdom come from the back seat...
"I go ice cream store. I want play tuba".
I don't fucking know either guys. There is no fucking tuba in the ice cream parlor.