For the past two weeks Sam has been begging for a "zebra deer". I've been assuming that it was a made-up animal much like "the great gazoo" he keeps talking about.
Today on the way to Meijer, Sam asked if we could buy a zebra-deer for the hospital tonight. Our conversation went something like this:
Sam: "Can we buy a zebra-deer for the hospital tonight?"
Me: "Sorry, Sam. There's no such thing as a zebra-deer."
Sam: "But can we buy one at Meijer?"
Me: "Sam, they don't sell zebra-deer at Meijer."
Sam: "Yes they do."
Me: "No they don't." (Because it's really smart to argue with a three-year-old.)
Sam: "If Meijer has a zebra-deer will you buy it for me?"
Me: "Yes, Sam. If Meijer has a zebra-deer I will buy it for you."
I know better than to argue animals with Sam. Thanks a lot, Webkinz.
Sidenote: I picked up the numbing cream that I hope to put around Sam's nose tonight. I practiced on myself. It works. It works really well.