Here's a revealing conversation I had with my 4-year-old daughter M-, when I absentmindedly vented my brain of the potentially hazardous buildup of Christmas songs stuck in it:
Me: "I don't want a lot for Christmas / ..."
M- (interrupting with an important point, while gesturing slightly to herself): I do.
Me: Oh you do, do you??
M-: Yes. Do YOU want a lot for Christmas?
Me (really overselling my angelic virtue): No. I just want everybody to be happy.
M- (brow furrowed in earnest reflection): ... Well, I want a lot for Christmas.
You may enjoy my previous M- conversations, (7YO son) D- conversations, and (wife) J- conversations.