The Kid re earlier conversation with friend from school: Owen says there are no animals at the fair.
Me: Well, Owen is wrong. There will be lots of animals at the fair.
The Kid: But Owen says there are no animals.
Me (smugly): We'll see who's right then, mommy or Owen.
The Kid: Why can't we touch cows?
Me: Well you can touch cows, just not strange cows that you don't know.
The Kid: But I do know these cows. We met at the fair.
Sweet Husband: Maybe this is why Owen thinks there are no animals? Maybe they never made it past the tractors?
Me (Internal monologue): They like me. *Sniff*. They really like me!
The Kid: Mama, look! Dogs!
Sweet Husband: Well, who was right about the animals at the fair? Mama? Or Owen?
The Kid: Daddy!