After a trip to the home of indoor playgrounds, games, and something that they claim is pizza....
Emma: My Chucky Cheese.(I know your/you're is a grammar pet peeve for many people, but for a two-year-old I think we can forgive the confusion.)
Mommy: No, my Chucky Cheese.
Emma: My Chucky Cheese.
Mommy: Okay, your Chucky Cheese.
Emma: No, I'm Emma.