Canaan was mad at me because I wouldn't let him have hay for dinner (he discovered today that hay is cow food). He also told me, in his infinite wisdom, that "If daddy's farm made tractors and not just cow food, they would have lots and lots and LOTS of tractors!".
Last week, he told me quite decisively that he needed "A hundred and four dollars". He never told me why, but mentions it every once in a while still. Immediately following, he always says "You are not getting a hundred and four dollars". At least he knows.
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