My sister is constantly at work, so I usually drive with my niece (6 years old).
The seller brings a pink shirt and says to me:
“Look what a beautiful salmon color I found for your baby. The size should fit well.
Bone with indignation:
Aunt, it’s not good to lie. What a pink, this is pink. Only girls wear it. And for boys there are only three colors - black, gray and like the special forces. I am not a boy, I am a boy!
I am so proud of them)