He cannot pass

He came out of the bathroom and I kept side-stepping in front of him in the little hallway in our house, preventing him from passing.

Him: *tries moving to the right to get by me*
Me: “Sneaky, sneaky… Sneaky, sneaky…” *side-steps to the right*
Him: *tried moving to the left*
Me: “Woosh-whoosh! Woosh-woosh-woosh!” *side-steps to the left*
Him: *looks amused but doesn’t say anything and tries moving to the right again*
Me: “Sneaky, sneaky… Sneaky, sneaky, sneak…” *side-steps to the right again*

Sorry Des, but there’s a toll in that hallway from now on. 😘