Ok… not really. 🙂 But I do know where it comes from. 🙂
I don’t even remember the context of the conversation, but it was a “What’s that?” kind of question Emily and it wen something like this. For sake of argument, we’ll pretend the topic was Emi’s cup, which I know was a topic of conversation.
Abby: “What’s that?”
Ron: “Emi’s cup.”
Emi: “What’s that?”
Ron: “That’s your cup.”
Abby: “What’s that Daddy?”
Ron: “Abby, that’s Emi’s cup.”
Emi: “What’s that Daddy?”
Ron: “Emi, that’s YOUR cup.”
Abby: “I don’t think so!” — said in a sing-song voice with a BIG ole grin. 😀
And *that* last line is the reason for the subject. It WAS Emi’s cup. It was whatever we were talking about and after numerous back and forth, repeated questions with Daddy answering patiently through each one, Abby decides, on her own, that it’s not really and she gets the last word.
Ron and I busted out laughing, of course. We have created a monster! 🙂