"Come on," Isaac says as he waves his hand towards me.
I don't move.
"Come on," Isaac repeats.
I still don't move.
"Come on, let's go!" Isaac nicely says, as he grabs my hand to bring me over to play.
I hear my own voice parroted back to me and (usually) move. He's just so cute that it's hard to resist.
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