In a slightly sad sounding voice, Gregory begins: "I want a pet, Dad."
"But Gregory, you're allergic to dogs and cats."

"I don't want a cat. I want a dog."
"But you're allergic to dogs, Gregory."
"I want a dog I'm not allergic to, Dad."
"I do, too, Gregory, but we can't have a dog in our current house." (We rent our house now and we have a no pets clause in the lease.)
"I want a new house, dad."
"I do, too, Gregory, but we can't get one right now."
"I want a new house, tomorrow, dad."
"Oh, Gregory, daddy wants a new house, too, but we can't get one any time soon. We don't have enough money."
"Will you buy some money, dad?"
"Well, it's a bit complicated, but we can't really buy money."
Sadly, "ohhh." He thinks for a moment. "When I'm a big, big, big boy, can we buy a new house?"
"Yes, Gregory, we can get a house then," I say optimistically.
"When I'm a big, big, boy, I can have a dog I'm not allergic to."
"Yes, Gregory, you can."
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That is very very cute.
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