{On our way to AWANA a few weeks ago}
Me: Braden, do we need to go over your verse? Are you going to say it to Miss Sarah tonight?
B: We'll find out if I will later, Mom.
{This one is paraphrased, as told to me (as best I can recall) by Mom - but you'll get the idea.
It's naptime. B is not ready to lay down for nap.}
B: I want to read books.
Mom: Go get some books and I will read them to you in your bed.
B: You're tricking me. Don't trick me. I don't want to go to bed.
{every day since Thanksgiving}
B: Mom, is Santa coming tonight?
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