The following conversations occurred within three minutes of each other, over dinner tonight. First:
(I accidentally drop a slice of apple on the floor.)
Dan: Do I need to throw this out?
Kate: No, I'll eat it. I mopped yesterday.
Madeline: You mopped? Who's coming over?
Sigh. She's not wrong. And second:
Madeline: Mom, can I have some more broccoli please?
Kate: You already have two pieces on your plate that you haven't eaten.
Madeline: Mom, let's be reasonable, this broccoli is very small.
Madeline, let's be reasonable. YOU ARE THREE.