Me: Kate, how old are you?
Kate: Three. (She keeps insisting she's three. No matter what we say.)
Me: You'll be three on your next birthday. When is your birthday?
Kate: December.
Me: That's right. What do you want on your birthday cake? (Princesses?, Dora?, ...)
Kate: Candles.
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