The three things that Stephen requested in quick succession while buried in the cushions of our couch:
"I want some more water." (He drinks like a camel)
"I want Mama to put her glasses down." (He only likes my face a certain way: with glasses and my hair pulled back)
"I wanna drive a spaceship." (He spends most of his day living in a vivid imaginary world)
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