Enough, Already....

If you knew how many times this conversation took place at my house, you'd cry with me:

J. "Curious George is a monkey."

M. "No, he's not. He's a chipmanzee." (Spelling error is intentional. This is how he says it.)

J. "The man in the yellow hat calls him a monkey."

M. "He doesn't have a tail. Chipmanzees don't have tails. He's a chipmanzee."

J. "He's a monkey."

M. "Chipmanzees are part of the monkey family, but he's a chipmanzee."

J. "No he's not. Everyone calls him a monkey."

M. "ARRRRRRRRRRGGGGHHHH."

I'm going slowly out of my mind. I've stopped intervening in the great debate, for it Just. Never. Ends.