Maggie lately has been big on arguing with me. Generally, our conversations go like this.
Me: Did you finish your sandwich?
Maggie: I ARE finish my sandwich. I ARRRRRE!!!
Me: Good. I was just checking. You don't have to yell.
Sometimes I wonder if she's half pirate. Anyway, yesterday at church she went to a new level. Her darling Sunday School teacher gave each of the 3 year olds in her class an envelope with little paper doll cutouts inside representing the members of their family. Really cute.
She opened her envelope and found a daddy, a mommy, a Maggie, and two brothers. But then Maggie had a melt down. Her teacher told me she was sobbing about the fact that there was no sister in her envelope. "I are have a sister! I are!!" she declared.
Bless the poor child's heart. She wants a sister. And I'm not about to give her one. Not at this insane point of our lives. Anybody got a sister she can borrow?