"I switched my mind."
Courtesy of my youngest daughter, Elizabeth. She was wearing a lovely red dress to church on Sunday, but insisted on wearing pink glittery shoes with it. When we balked, she sulked for a while, then came around to our way of thinking.
"I wanted to wear the pink shoes, but I switched my mind."
I think we have a new family catchphrase (like we need more, but still).
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