Me: "I thought I told you to get ready to go?"
Sammi: "I am ready to go."
Me: "Take off that costume and put on the clothes I gave you so we can get to the restaurant."
Sammi: "The clothes you gave me are too boring. I am the 'Queen of Fashion' and I love this dress."
Sammi: "Are you the 'Queen of Fashion'? No. I am the 'Queen of Fashion', and I think this dress is beautiful." As she said this, she performed a pirouette in the middle of the room and then walked out of the living room as if to tell me that the 'Queen' is done listening to a mere commoner try to tell her what to wear.
Later on that evening, my sons and I accompanied the 'Queen of Fashion' (all decked out in her pirate dress, her purple socks, and her light-up, bejeweled sneakers) to the restaurant for dinner.