I was getting the boys ready to head to town; dressing L while J sat in the rocker in L's room. I was talking to L when this happened out of the blue.
J: "Momma, can you not tell me no?"
Me: "What, J?"
J: "Can you try to not tell me no?"
Sure, I'll work on that between now and your 18th birthday.
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