Discussing shipping of a box set with the Wife while Fuss eats a late lunch.
wife: Why aren't we mailing The Wheel of Time?
me: I didn't get the right box from the garage.
Fuss: I DON'T WANNA MAIL THE WHEEL!
fuss: NO, NO MAILING THE WHEEL!
wife: Okay, we don't have to.
Fuss: DON'T WANNA CUT MY HAIR!