As we were getting ready to leave Friday morning …

Me: “you have to go potty before we leave.”
Maria: “NO!”
Me: “yes!”
Maria: “I am going now. This is not before we leave!”

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In the car, while running errands on Friday evening:

Maria: “Mom, God made all of us, right?”
Me: “Yes, Maria. Every one of us.”
Maria: “Where did He get my head? And how did He get it on me?”