Karl Marx would be proud...

Síofra was in one of her "No" moods yesterday while we were waiting for the train.
"Do you want to take your coat off?"
"No!"
"Do you want quesadillas for lunch?"
"No!"
"Do you want ice cream for breakfast tomorrow?"
"NO!"

Etc., etc., etc...

When I saw our train coming, I said to her, "Here comes our train!"

Naturally, she responded, "It's NOT our train!"

"Yes, it is, Síofs, it's coming to our platform. See?"

"It's NOT our train!"

"I think it is our train, Síofra, and it's going to take us home so we can have our quesadillas."

"It's not OUR train!!! It's the PEOPLE'S train."