"Caleb, milk is good for you! It helps you to grow big and strong."
"I don't want to gwow big."
"You don't?! So you want to be that short when you are a daddy?"
"I don't want to be a daddy."
"You don't?"
"No, he doesn't want to grow up."
"Ohhhh. So you don't want to grow up."
Shakes head no.
"So you don't want to get married?"
Shakes head no.
"And you don't want to be a daddy?"
Shakes head no.
"But, Caleb, if you don't grow up, you can't drive monster trucks."
Long pause.
"I am thinking about dwinking my milk." (tapping finger on chin thoughtfully)
"You are? Why?"
"When I gwow up I am onwy going to dwive to Nonna's house and Bubbie's house."
"So you want to grow up now? Why do you want to grow up?""Because I want to dwive monster twucks and bulldozers and our van!"
And he drank his milk.
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