Where's Your Helmet?

Laura: Thalia, where's your helmet? Do you know where your helmet is?
Thalia: Yeah.
Laura: (after a pause) Are you just saying yeah to me?
Thalia: Yeah...

Not OK

Whenever Thalia hurts herself, she loudly cries out
"DADDY! I'M OK! I'M OK! I'M OK!"
Nevermind that she's actually not OK and needs a Band-Aid, asap!...
Now I come running whenever she says OK...

My Helpful Rebel

Me: Here, Thalia, throw this away for Daddy, please.
Thalia: (with attitude) OK. I won't!

She then takes it from me and walks straight to the kitchen and throws it away...
Who's complaining? I'll take uncivil obedience any day over the other kind...