M: Austin, don't throw the dirt.
A: That not dirt, Mommy. That's sand.
M: Let's put your britches back on.
A: These not britches, Mommy. These are shorts.
M: Let's put your socks on your feet.
A: Socks go on my tootsies.
M: Here are some crackers, Sweetie.
A: These not crackers. These are goldfish.
M: Are you hungry? Ready for dinner?
A: Oatmeal's not dinner. It's breakfast.
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