Me: Elle you always wait to want to go to the bathroom when we’re on the opposite side of the store!
*Elle stays quiet because she sees I’m angry*

Elle: When I’m a Mamam, and you’re 3, I’m going to get mad at you.
Me: Excuse me?
Elle: When I’m a Mamam, and you’re 3, I’m going to get mad at you.

Me: Why would you say that? That hurts my feelings.
Elle: I’m sorry Mamam. I won’t be mad at you.
Me: That hurt my feeling that you would be mad at me.
*Waits for it…*

Elle: Wellllll, you were mad at me…

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*After she woke up*
*Seeing that I was on my iPhone*

Elle: Ok. I’ll be Mamam, and you’ll be Elleonai.
Me: Ok. Mamam, I love you.
Elle: I love you, Elleonai. How was your sleep?
Me: I had a good sleep. What do you want to do today, Mamam?
Elle: I want my iPhone. 

(this girl really thinks ahead and manipulates the situation. Well played, Elleonai.)