The walk home from school this afternoon:
Me: Noah, you need to hold my hand.
Noah: No!
Me: Hold my hand please!
Noah: No!
[Noah wipes out on a patch of ice - again]
Me: Now will you hold my hand??
Noah: I'm not gonna fall again!
Me: But that's twice today! You really need to hold my hand.
Noah: Nooooo! [almost wipes out on another patch of ice]