J & B were fighting over a book (be still, my heart!) off-and-on for quite some time. Finally, I got fed up and put it out-of-reach, and told them they could have it back if they played nicely for a while. B forgot about it instantly (oh, to be 2), but J kept asking for it back. Every time he was firmly rebuffed, but he's nothing if not persistent.
Finally, he seemed to grasp that he was not getting the book back.
"Fine, I'll just play with my toys!" *pout*
"Okay, that's a good idea."
"Mommy?"
"Yes?"
"I say A BOOK IS A TOY!"
