Tate (as we're walking out of TJ Maxx): Mommy, I want to go to Africa.
Me: Huh? You want to go to Africa?!
Tate: Yes Mommy, can we please go to Africa?
Me: Uh, no.
Tate: But Mommy, I willy willy want to go to Africa!
Me: Actually, I think we're going to go to the fabric store instead.
Tate: Oh okay, let's go to the fabric store!
Apparently the fabric store is right up there with Africa. :)
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