This morning, I bid Sam farewell as he slept, and we had the following conversation:
Me: Bye! I'm going to work!
Sam: I don't want the big one.
Me: Okay.
Sam: I want the little one.
Me: Okay, I'll get you the little one.
Sam: No, I HAVE the little one.
Me: Okay, so I'll get you the big one.
Sam: No, I don't want the big one!
Me: So what do you want?
Sam: (heaves great sigh) You don't understand!
Fin.
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