Only the very young can feel a deep nostalgia for four hours ago.
The confusion was “which child likes butter on their toast, but not on their sandwiches”.
There’s taking things literally and then there’s taking things as literally as a preschooler.
Lead us not in to the Warp Zone but deliver us from Bowser.
She’s gotten VERY good.
Sometimes they rip your heart out before stuffing it back in again.
It’s fleeting, and it’s rare, but occasionally fatherly intuition does actually kick in.
You have to pick your parenting battles.
Why didn’t I think of that?
Thanks Charlotte, I love a good mystery.
(This had a happy ending, depending on how comfortable you are with your 3-year-old trolling you for laughs).
I stand by this commitment.
Better than dancing on their graves I guess.
I didn’t have 3 picked as the age Charlotte would become a brutal soul-crushing savage, yet here we are.