This morning's conversation in the car, all taking place with Alex's legs crossed at his ankles and his hands folded neatly in his lap:
Alex: Mom, it's raining...we have to cancel the pumpkin patch trip.
Me: Oh, don't worry honey, you're not going to the pumpkin patch today...that's Tuesday.
Alex: My teacher said it was the next day.
Me: No, it's Tuesday.
Alex: It's today. She said it's the next day. And she said we would go if it was raining, but I don't agree. I have a different idea about going to the pumpkin patch when it's raining because I don't like getting wet.
Me: You don't like getting wet? Since when?!
Alex: Since today. We have to cancel it.
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