When I was a kid...

Those weren't my words, but instead came out of the mouth of my daughter, who by the way is only two years old. We were walking back to the van, from the park as she jabbered away and my husband and I just looked at each other and smiled. One of those, I-really-want-to-laugh-out-loud-but-I'm-suppressing-it-smiles. She really is so precious and thinks she is SO grown up. She wasn't playing around, but being totally serious. I think she was trying to reassure our son, who is currently severely traumatized by any flying insect, after being stung by a hornet last week.

"When I was a kid a yellow jacket stung me!"

Of course, she still is a kid(!) and she, in fact, has never been stung. But it was so cute and ridiculous that we didn't correct her.

"When you were a kid?" I asked.

"Yes, when I was a kid" she stated once again.

Got to love that girl's confidence :)