Don't Nobody Want to Hear That

Tennis practice is over. Little One and I are walking across the parking lot to the car. Someone is yelling from the gym to someone else. "Don't nobody want to hear your mouth!"

Little One mumbles something.
"What was that, Baby?"

"I said, 'Don't nobody want to hear you say, 'Don't nobody.'" She is smiling.

"Or, 'Ain't nobody,'" I add.

"Don't nobody say, 'Ain't nobody,' Nana. You need to catch up on your ghetto talk."