T: Mommy, do you think I'm a good singer?
Me: Of cou...
T: AND YOU CAN'T SAY YES JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE MY MOM.
Me: I wouldn't tell you were a good singer if I didn't think you were.
T: Oh, come on!
Me: No, If I didn't think you were a good singer I'd probably go "Uhm.... er... *averts eyes* How was school?" And then you'd say "I didn't GO to school today!" and I'd say "Why weren't you in school? You're GROUNDED!"
T: But it's summer, so there is no school! So you can't ground me!
(at this point I'm thinking 'way to keep up with the conversation, kid. ')
Me: I could... if I was desperately trying to divert your attention by changing the subject.
Me: So yeah, I think you're a good singer.
T: Oh. Okay. Thanks.