I'm amused by many things today, it would seem. Another story I wanted to share from my afternoon excursion to get Kelsey from school. We live about 4 streets down from the school and I normally walk to get her, unless it's freezing (literally) like it has been lately. On these days I drive to the school, park across the street, and walk to the place I normally pick her up. Here's the conversation Kelsey and I had on the way back to the van:
Kelsey: "Mommy, when I came outside you weren't there yet and I thought maybe I was supposed to walk home by myself."
Anita: "No, honey, you're not allowed to walk home alone."
Kelsey: "But next time if you're not there could I start walking home by myself?"
Anita: "No, Kelsey. You are not allowed to walk home alone. You're too young."
Kelsey: "But I'm a big girl! I'm five and two-thirds!"
Anita: "I know you are, but you won't be allowed to walk home alone until you're at least 7 or 8."
Kelsey: "But I'm five and two-thirds! That's the same as seven!"