Just Me and My Guys

The conversation that I just had with Noah. I'm typing this as I'm waiting for him to finish brushing his teeth.

Me: Let's go Noah. It's time to brush your teeth and go to bed.

Noah: But I don't want to. I need to go back where I belong.

Me: And where exactly do you think you belong?

Noah: Haiti. That's where I got borned, don't you know?

Me: But who would take care of you in Haiti?

Noah: You.

Me: But I don't live in Haiti. I live here.

Noah: But you can come too.

Me: But we don't have a place to live in Haiti.

Noah: That's okay. You can come with me. I will invite you.

Me: How 'bout we stay here since we already have a house?

Noah: (completely exasperated) Fine!