Conversations on the Way to Church

Reagan: "Mom, your name is Monica, not Jessica."
Mom: "That's right, Reagan.  My name is Monica."
Reagan: "Dad calls you Jessica."
Mom: "No.  I'm pretty sure he knows my name is Monica."
Reagan: "You're my mommy."
Mom: "Yup.  And you're my daughter!"
Reagan: "No I'm NOT!"
Mom: "Yes you are!"
Reagan: "I'm your son!"
Mom: "No, you're a girl, and girls are daughters."
Reagan: "But Colby and Quinn are your sons..."
Mom: "Yes...."
Reagan: "I want to be a son, too!"
Mom: "Do you want to be a boy?"
Reagan: "No.  I'm a girl."
Mom: "Then you're my daughter."
Reagan: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!  I don't WANT TO BE A DAUGHTER!  WAHHHHHHHHHHHH" (Commence overdramatized whining and wailing here. Envision Oscars being won.)

Mom: "Fine.  You can be my girl son."
Reagan: (suddenly stops crying)  "YEAH!!!"

{{sigh}}