Mama: "Claire, you're going to turn into a fruit snack!"
Claire: "No, I Claire."
Mama: "Claire, please throw that in the trash."
Claire: "No."
Then she sits down on the stairs and says, "Timeout!"
Mama: "Claire, are you a girl?"
Claire: "No, I Claire!"
Tonight at bedtime, we were all sitting in the family room:
(fyi, no mention of bedtime had been made)
Claire: "Night night!" (as she walks to the stairs)
Daddy: "Want me to take you night night, Claire?"
Claire: "No, you stay!" with her arms out
By the time Claire got to the top of the stairs she decided she DID want Daddy to put her in bed instead of going on her own.
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