Because sometimes parenting is equal parts frustration and hilarity….
Charlee (counting to 20 in the car): ….10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 17, 18, 19, 20!
Me: Oops! Don’t forget 16!
Charlee: I don’t count with 16, Mommy.
In the morning before school, I’m filling up Charlee’s white water bottle.
Charlee: I don’t want that water bottle! I want the green one!!
10 minutes later
Charlee: Why is the green water bottle in my lunch box?
Charlee: Mommy, kite starts with C! K-K-kite!
Me: You’re right, it sounds just like a C!
Charlee: It is a C! That’s how you spell kite!
Me: It’s actually a K, but it sounds just the same.
Charlee: No, Mommy, I already told you, it’s a C.
::leaves the room::
Charlee: Evelyn is not allowed to come to my birthday party because she is not being nice.
Me: Well, Evie is your sister, so she will be coming to your party.
Charlee: Fine. She can come. But she CANNOT have a goody bag.
Charlee (sitting on the floor with Evie looking at books, looks up at me and shakes her head): They just grow up so fast, don’t they?