Jewish Mamma in the making.

Abby is currently washing her soccer ball. Why? It's just gotten too dirty. Her soccer friend is standing by the sink, imploring her to stop, and telling her that soccer balls just get dirty and let's please continue the game.

"Now Taylor. You don't want to play with a muddy soccer ball, now do you?"

He did. She rolled her eyes and tsked. He opened his mouth, decided better, closed it, and just patiently waited for her to be done.