In the car throwing a fit...
Molly: You not my Daddy any more!
Me: That's fine but you're still my baby.
Molly: NO! I Mama Bea's baby.
Me: Okay. I'll get a new baby and give her your toys.
Me: Yup, and she'll sleep in your bed.
Molly: No. My bed!!!
Me: And you can go live with Mama Bea.