Madeline: "I'm 'tirsty,' Mommy. I'm tirsty."
Mom: "I'll get you a drink in a second."
Madeline: "But I'm 'tirsty' now."
Mom: "Madeline, hold your horses."
Madeline: "But, Mommy, I don't have any horses."
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hee hee hee! I used to come back with "But my horses are raring to go!"
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