No, mom.

I can't believe this is starting already, but according to Julie, I am always wrong.

Let me give you a few examples.

Me:  "Yup, that's where we got our shirts yesterday."
Julie:  "No, mom.  T-shirts."

Julie:  "There are no horses out."
Me:  "Maybe they are eating lunch."
Julie:   "No, mom.  Breakfast.  You eat breakfast before you eat lunch."
Me:  "But it's afternoon, and you just ate lunch."
Julie:  no response.  I consider this a small victory.

Julie:  "What color is this?"
Me:  "Blue."
Julie:  "No, mom.  Light blue."

I get corrected constantly when we're in the bathroom and I say, "Pull up your pants."

"No, mom.  Underpants and shorts."

I need to write down more examples of the stuff she tells me, but it's seriously to the point where, to almost everything, I hear her respond, "No, mom."