The big monkey and I were in the car yesterday and had the following conversation:
Me: You're so pretty
Big Monkey: No I'm not
Me: Yes you are. Don't people tell you all the time?
Big Monkey: They do, but I'm not pretty
Me: Why do you say that?
Big Monkey: I hate the freckles on my face
Me: I used to have lots of freckles too
Big Monkey: You don't now
Me: I have more freckles than you on my arms, see??
Big Monkey: We're not talking about you. We're talking about me...
How do you argue with that logic from a 6 year old??? I am so screwed when she's a teenager.
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