Noah: Will you carry me?
Me: No, you are a big boy.
(I carry him plenty, but I was carrying other things as well right then)
Noah: Don't wanna be a big boy. Want you carry me.
Me: Oh, you want to be a baby and sleep in a crib and drink only bottles?
Noah: (nods head) Mmm hmmm.
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In the car...
Noah: David, I gonna sleep in a crib!!
I have failed.
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