Lizzy, while laying in bed with me, watching tv: "I'm thirsty."
Me: "There's a sippy cup on the kitchen counter. But you can't drink that in my bed."
Lizzy: "Ok."
She left the bedroom, got a drink, and came back a few minutes later.
Lizzy: "It's no worries, Mom. My seen that show a hundred times so my know my didn't miss anything."
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