Me: Trin, I just said that you shouldn't wear anything long tonight. It's far too hot in your room for that.
Me: Come in here. (We both walk into the bedroom.) See how warm it is? Way too hot for warm jammies, right?
Trinity: Uh huh.
Me: Okay, so put these ones on, and we can go downstairs and have a snack.
Trinity: Can I wear these ones tomorrow?
Me: Which ones?
Trinity: (Holding up the shorts set) These ones.
Me: What would you wear tonight?
Trinity: Those ones. (Once again, indicating the long sleeve set.)
Me: Trin, I just finished explaining to you that it's too hot for those.
Me: Because it was hot out today, and it's still hot in your room, and you will be too hot if you put those ones on! Do you understand??
Trinity: (looking straight up at the ceiling, with a brief, thoughtful pause.) ...Last time it was my birthday.
Me: Please just go downstairs...
I like to refer to conversations like these as "Eye-Fork Conversations" because by the end of the conversation, I want to stick a fork in my eye. I love my kids. And I'm fairly certain I'll also love being in that padded room, wearing my nice, new I-love-me jacket sometime when they're all teens.