The other night, I a was tucking Remi in bed. He asked me if he could have a band-aid for a little boo boo on his finger. We keep all the band-aids in one container, and the one I happen to pull out was a pickle band-aid. As I was putting it on his finger...
Remi: I not want that one
Me: You don't want the pickle band-aid?
Remi: No, I want the one that hide
Me: Oh, you want a camo band-aid?
Remi: Yea, a camo band-aid