So Grace woke up horribly from her nap the other day. Stephen finally got her calmed down, and then we had the following conversation:
S: I know she's calm now, but it's not gonna be pretty when it's time for s-t-o-r-e.
S: remember, I told you, I'm going to the s-t-o-r-e!
me: what?!?!?! What are you talking about with a story?!
S:...Oh my God. Seriously???
I TOLD YOU, I'M TIRED.