Mike's at work on Sunday evening and Kaylee and I are in the car on our way to the grocery store:
"Mommy, Daddy lells* at me a lot."
"He yells at you?"
"Yes, a lot."
"I think he just wants you to be a good listener."
"But it's not nice to lell at people."
* Kaylee's current definition of "yell" is being told what to do. It doesn't involve raised voices, no, just "Please eat all your tortellini." Daddy lells at her and so does Mommy – tough life kiddo.