It's a Sign

Last night my friend Madison watched my boys while I went to Kindergarten Registration for Ethan (we'll save that discussion for another time/post...I can't believe he's going to start this fall!). It's been really warm this week, probably 68 last night, so she took them and her little girl to the park about half mile away. Ethan was on his scooter and Chase was on his trike, and the boys kept getting ahead of her so she called to them to wait for her at the stop sign. Madison is from North Carolina so she's got that fun southern drawl, so when she said "sign" it came out more like "sahn."
She kept saying-- "Stop when you get to the stop sign!" and finally Chase turns around and goes "SIGN" very emphatically.
Thank you, Chase. Good thing she's got a good sense of humor. :)