As I was strapping Sofia into her car seat after I pick her up from the dayhome, she starts to complain:
Sofia: I don't like your car, Mama! I only like Papa's car.
Mama: Sorry, Papa's working. He can't pick you up today.
Sofia: Don't worry, Mama. I will ask Papa to buy you a new car, ok?
Mama: Sure! Tell him I want a Mercedes Benz R350, ...ok?