My 8-year-old Daughter Put Me in My Place Last Night
My daughter, Summer, came out of her bedroom last night playing with an empty Gatorade bottle tied to a string (I think she was pretending it was a dog on a leash). Me: "You have all those toys and you're playing with a Gatorade bottle on a string." Her: "Actually, I'm playing with my imagination." *Mic Drop* I have no worries about that child.