Clare: Mom, I made my own breakfast and snack today ALL BY MYSELF. I don’t think I need you anymore. I can live someplace else… Oh wait, I can’t make lunch or dinner. I guess I’ll stay here a little while longer.
Clare: Mom, I want a pretty miserable dress to wear today.
Me: Do you know that miserable means not very happy?
Clare: Really? I just want a pretty dress. I don’t want a not happy dress.
Me: Clare, please clean up your toys.
Clare: who is coming over?
Me: No one is coming over.
Clare: then why do I have to clean up?
(Yep, I’m the Housekeeper Of The Year.)
Me: No bathroom talk Clare. (You parents of preschoolers know what I’m talking about.)
Clare: But Mama, we’re in the bathroom.
Clare: Mom! I don’t want to brush my teeth. It makes me feel so… bo-ring!