CAM to me, as both kids are doing my hair with spray bottles and claw-clips* and barrettes and headbands and whatever else they can find, to make me vaguely represent a Frankenstein-ish robot alien monster: "Mommy, we'll get you pretty in no time."
[later]
WHM: Mommy, I have lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of boogers.
ME: You have lots and lots of boogers?
WHM: Yes, and they are all coming out and out and out!
[pause]
WHM: And on my fingers!
[later]
WHM: Mommy, I want regular milk. [This is after ten minutes of begging for chocolate milk or strawberry milk and I have said no every time.]
ME: No, honey, it will make your teeth yucky. It's bedtime. I'll get you water, if you want.
WHM: Water makes me sick.
* Or, as WHM calls them, "the up and down thingies."
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