A new roundabout opened at the end of our street. The day it opened Lisy and I were coming home from errands, when we decided to try it out. We took the intersection at a slightly higher than usual speed. As the centrifugal force spun us around, I heard Lisy shout, "Whee! I feel so free!"

Rachel was sitting in my lap when Makayla held up a princess doll menacingly. "Makayla, don't hit your sister with the princess. Don't hit her with the princess. Hey! Stop hitting her, even if it is with a princess! That doesn't make it better!"

Makayla kept meowing and jumping on Daddy. "Makayla, stop jumping on Daddy. You are not a cat."
So she leaned forward, smiled mischievously, and declared "I am cat!"

 Dominic was sitting on the couch and doing his paperwork on his laptop. Makayla sat down on the other couch. She grabbed my laptop, opened it, and said "I'm working, Daddy." Then she happily started plugging away on the keys.

They are mutually exclusive

Grandma: "Rachel, you need to pick up your toys now."

Rachel: "But I'm beautiful."

Sorry, kid, but that has nothing to do with it. You want to be beautiful on the inside, and that means you need to be obedient.