Elle is growing up so much faster than I'd like.
Me: Hey! What's going on? You've been doing that growing thing again, haven't you?
Me: Don't you remember that conversation where you agreed to be my baby forever?
Her: Mommy, I am not a baby because I am a girl.
Me: Exactly. You are veering from the plan, kiddo.
Her (with exaggerated patience): Mommy. I cannot be little because I am growing and I am bigger and bigger.
Me: Well. Okay, then. But you still can't date till you're married--
Her: I'm hungry.
Me:--or thirty-five, whichever comes later--
Her: I want my soccer-game candy. The sticky candy. It's red. Can I have my soccer-game candy?
Me:--just so we're clear.