The little chickadee had a hard time going to sleep today. She's a little confused about what it means to be a Big Girl... she's two and a half and just finished potty training, and this is what I heard coming from her room when she was supposed to be sleeping:
(Be sure to imagine a very sleepy, whiny voice when you read the following statements.)
"But it's better to pway at naptime. I can't sweep because I'm a teeeeenager and I don't take naps."
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Of course, it's kind of hard to argue with that!
I just stood there with my hand clamped firmly over my mouth, trying not to laugh. When she came out, she lamented that she's not a teenager yet, and I tried to assure her that she didn't need to be worrying about that just yet...
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