Oliver: Mom, there's a mipple in my hair.
Me: What's a mipple?
Oliver: There's just a mipple, you know, a mipple mom? See? Watch (scratches the back of his head)
Me: Oh, you have an itch?
Oliver: No, a mipple (getting annoyed with me)
Oliver: I'm sitting on my butt, because I'm so big...(starts singing a song about sun chips)
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