Missing his playmate

‘Mum, can we play donkey pole?’

‘What’s that? Do you mean Donkey Kong?’

‘No.’ He pulls out a light sabre from behind his back. ‘I mean donkey pole, where I get to donk you over the head with this pole.’

‘Oh. Well in that case, no thank you.’

‘Okay!’ He runs off, and as he does says, ‘I’ll wait until Keira gets home!’