Frankie: Mom, will you please pretend I am an old doll and you throw me in the garbage?
Frankie: Drag me to the road so the garbage truck can get me.
Me: This old doll sure is no good anymore, lets bring it to the curb.
Frankie: And now I need to go to the dump.
Me: (Dragging and throwing her around the room)
Frankie: Now you find me and you say you don't know why this doll was throwed in the garbage and how much you like it.
I wonder what parenting experts would make of this.