HelluvaGirl

We wake up on Saturday to celebrate her fifth birthday.

I want to get dressed with you.

Why? You’re a big girl, you can do it alone.

Because I want to get dressed with you.

You know, it’s called circulus vitiosus. You substantiate your answer with my question. It’s not leading anywhere.

She thinks for a moment, then says:

I want to get dressed with you because I like you very much.

I like how she’s growing up.