Not broken

We were sitting at the table eating some lunch. Aubrie insisted that she wanted some lettuce, so Matt gave her one piece of lettuce and said let's see if you like this first. She started yelling over and over again, "I need a plate!" Matt kept telling her over and over again that we would wait to see if she like the lettuce first. So, I looked at Aubrie and said, "You're like a broken record." She got VERY indignant and said, "I not broken!" I laughed and said, "You're not broken, huh?" She said, "No! Cinderella broken, I not broken."