Me: "Lola, could you get me some chips and tell Daddy I'd like a pop with a straw."
Lola: "Ugh, Mama...you need alot of things."
Me: "Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?"
Lola: "Yep!"
(Come back from kitchen) Lola: "Daddy said it's soda."
Me: "It's pop."
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