Me, to Joshie, while we were sitting at the table at Albert's cousin's wedding reception: "Joshie, will you dance with me now?"
Joshie, unprompted, deadpan: "No, this is NOT MY SONG!"
Me, speechless: . . .
Joshie, again, deadpan: "Mommy, this is NOT MY SONG! I don't want to dance."
Me: "Ok Josh. Maybe the next one. By the way, what IS your song?"
Joshie: "We are the dinosaurs." (by Laurie Berkner).
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Josh to me, while I was typing an email: "Mom, can I use Alex's computer? Mom? Mom? Mom, can I turn on the computer now??"
Me, to Josh: "Yes, you may turn on the computer."
Me, to Josh, while waiting for it to finish booting up: "What do you want to play with, Dora or Diego?"
Josh, in quick reply: "No, I don't dink so. I dink I would like PBS Kids dot Org."
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