"...because I don't want to drink that!"

This is what I heard from the other side of the lavatory door at Wil's recent doctor's visit.  While Daddy was helping Wil to give his urine sample he began crying.  John asked him what all the fuss was about—after all this was the easy part.  Wil looked at the cup and then up at John then exclaimed, "I'm crying because I don't want to drink that!"  As per Wil's overly literal interpretation of most situations: cups are for drinking!