Me: Please stop hitting your brother.
Juni: But I have to.
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Me: Please don't empty your snacks on the rug.
Juni: But I like to.
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Me: Please put away your puzzle pieces.
Juni: But I can't.
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Me: Please don't put my knitting needles in your mouth.
Juni: But they're for eating
Me: No, they're not.
Juni: Yes, they are. They ARE.
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Me: Please share your apple with Owen.
Juni: No, I don't want to. He's wet and slobby and yucky.
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Me: Try not to squeeze the jalapenos in the garden. They'll burn your hands.
Juni: But I like spicy.
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(on her way to my mom's house for a Juni-requested sleepover)
Juni: Ohhhh, are you sad, mama? Because I'm leaving? It's okay. I'll be back tomorrow and then you'll be happy.
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(upon picking her first carrot from the garden)
Juni: Bunnies eat carrots. Here, bunny! Bunny, BUNNY! I have a carrot for you! Come here, NOW! It's crunchy and delicious.