Laugh, but Not a Song

The other night I was snuggling with Maya before she went to bed. 

"I like your laugh," she said. 

"So sweet," I thought to myself.

"I don't like your song, either," she added.

What?

"You don't like my laugh or my songs?"

"I like your laugh," she said. "I don't like your songs, either."

Oh, well. Now we have that cleared up.