“Heyyyyy, stop that, what did mummy say about playing with the tumble dryer?”
He stops. He announces “Dime out!!” and he goes and stands behind my bedroom door for about 15 seconds. Then comes straight back to resume playing with the tumble dryer.
“We don’t throw food on the floor!”
He stops. Then he says “no vaduum deaner, no big noise!”. Then he pauses. Then he tips his drink on the floor and says “mop it?”