Sunday Morning Wake-Up

I was woken up to the sounds of a skirmish between the kids this morning.  Moments later, Allison comes in to our room and declares,

    "Mom! Carter was talking when I was talking!"

Then she stood there with her hands on her hips and a frown on her face.

My initial thoughts were:

     I don't care...
     Work it out...
     Why do I need to know this at 7 a.m.?

But what I actually said was something like:

     Either watch TV or go back to your room and quit
     fighting with your brother.

Later it occured to me that it was bound to happen...
I mean, she talks all the time!