Gavin-ism

Last night after we had put Gavin to bed, we were reading scriptures with Lindsay and Zane. Gavin kept calling me back into his room for any reason he could think of. Finally I told him I was not coming back in anymore and to go to sleep. Within a couple of minutes, he was calling me again. I just ignored him at first, then I yelled, "What do you need?" Then he said, "open my door," which it was already open a little. He kept telling for me to open his door and I just kept ignoring him, then he got mad and started yelling, "Mom! Open my DANG door!" We almost died from laughter. Then after a few times of yelling that, he heard us laughing and kept doing it to be funny. This kid sure knows how to keep us in stitches!