Because oh yes, these days she has many, many things to say.  And I am so screwed, because we actually had this exact conversation just this very morning.

Me: [holding up a napkin] T, what is this?

Miss T: [blank stare]

Me: [prompting, because the way she says “napkin” is really cute]  Come on, what is it?

Miss T: [pointedly]  Paper towel.

Me: What?  Did you just say paper towel?  You’ve never said that before.

Miss T: Yes.  Paper towel.

Me: You’re here to spite me, aren’t you?  That’s your whole purpose in life.  Spite.

Miss T: Yes.

Me: You’re my comeuppance.

Miss T:  [evil grin]  Yes.