the kid: mommy, I need you to play batman with me.
me: I will watch you, but I'm not playing.
the kid: please?
me: I have a headache, and I don't want to play.
the kid: let me see.
he placed his hand on my forehead...
the kid: what? if mommy plays with me you will feel better? hey mommy. your head says if you play with me it will feel better.
me: my head is wrong.
the kid: you can't argue with your head, mommy. your head is the boss of you.
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