Project 365: Day 31

The Imp turned five-years-old last month.  Can’t stop prefacing everything with, “Because I’m five-years-old…”  As in:

“Because I’m five-years-old, I get to name the Barbies.  This one is ‘Eggwort,’ and this one is ‘Iradessa’.”

“Because I’m five-years-old, I get to pick the color of cupcake I want for dessert.  Here, you get the gray one; I get the pink one.”

“Because I’m five-years-old, you have to take a bath after me and use my dirty water.”

“Because I’m five-years-old, I get to choose all the books we read before bed.”

Just wonder how much clout being five will get her when I tell her that five-year-olds have to start helping with household chores, like emptying the trash cans and clearing plates from the table.  Let’s see how old she decides to be then, shall we?

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