It’s a new phrase that my kid picked up from daycare.  (Gotta love a place where children get a chance to expand their vocabularies.)  He uses it whenever he doesn’t get his way, which lately seems often.  Of course he says those four words to get a rise out of me, and has no clue what they really mean, but that doesn’t make it any less annoying.  He sounds like a spoiled rich kid, which is ironic because as far as I can tell he’s broke.  My boy is a hater.  And like Mary say’s “we don’t need no hateration.”  I’m proud of the fact that he speaks very well for a three year old (I’m around shrunken people a lot in my work so I know).  Nevertheless, the kid chooses some of the worst words EVER to practice his annunciation.