Me: Kendra, please get your shoes on....Kendra, you need shoes. Now.   We've got to go... Kendra, I have asked you to get your shoes on!

Kendra:  Ok, ok Mom.  How many times you goin to ask me? Geez, I heard you da first time.

....and suddenly, I'm no longer angry, but laughing around the corner where she can't see me!