Me: Come on Lily, it's time to pack up all the toys.
Lily: I'm feeling sick now, Daddy. I need to sit down.
Me: Oh, you're feeling sick now that it's time to pack up?
Lily: Yes, I'm going to womit.
Me: Well womit in the bucket if you do.
Lily: No, I'm not going to womit. I just still feel sick from when I was sick last night.
Me: Oh ok. Well you'd better go to your room and lie down if you're feeling sick.
Lily: No, I don't need to go to my room. I just need some honey toast.
Only three and already trying to con me. At least I can spot it when she's this age. I'm in serious trouble when she gets older though. She'll be running circles around me in a couple of years!
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