In the past week I have heard phrases from my 5 year old I thought I had at least another decade before we had to deal with. If I hear ‘it’s not fair’ one more time I can’t guarantee that I will respond in an adult fashion: There is a good chance I will break into song with “I think you’re really mean”
Childish? Yes? Inappropriate? Yes? Satisfying? SOOOOO yes.
At the moment I’m keeping my inner child in check with a steady diet of cola and the promise of punching virtual people later (side note: VR headsets are therapeutic as they offer a form of escapism that is unrivaled).
She has also discovered that her clothing has pockets, and has taken to slouching around the house hands in pockets, shoulders rounded, huffing like an asthmatic in a marathon when told to come to dinner or tidy her toys.
I oscillate between exasperation and amusement at her antics. I want to know how I sent a 5 year old to school and picked a 15 year old up later in the day. Anyone know?
Raising the Modern Fae 