conversation with a friend

I picked Pepe up from school today, per usual. He was engrossed into his legos and did not want to go.
Me: Pepe, one more minute and then we have to go.
P: Noooooooooooooooooo (loud)
C (Pepe's friend): Pepe, this is not how you talk to your mother.
P: Hey, don't tell me what to do, you are not my mother. You worry about C, and I worry about Pepe.

Ahm....what's going to come out of his mouth in a couple more years....................