After listening to a Spanish song about occupations in the car, I ask a follow-up question.
Me: What do you want to be when you grow up?
S: A dot
Me: A dot?
S: No. A dot!
Me: A dot?
S: No, Mama! A...DOT!
Me: I don't know what you are saying. Can you describe it?
S: A...DOT!!!
Me: Oh. You mean adult?
S: Yes, a dot. When I'm a dot, can I chew gum?
Me: Yes.
Sheesh. New topic, please.
