This morning in the car, Relia started talking about going to Kindergarten. Apparently DF feels left out because he assured her that he was going too. She told him he wasn't and why. He calmly responded, "I am. I'm sorry, Relia, but I am." At some point I told them to stop arguing about it.
Relia: We're just going to argue until we get to the mall, dad.
A lawyer, right? She should definitely grow up to be a lawyer.