little miss smarty pants
it seems like no matter how often we help olivia pick up her room, it's ALWAYS a mess. the mess isn't big toys that are easy to throw into the closet. it's all sort of little minutia...polly pocket clothes, barbie hair brushes, colored pencils, scraps of paper, hair bows, etc.
so yesterday at meijer she really wanted me to buy her a barbie doll. i told her that i wasn't buying her one more thing until she started keeping her room picked up. end of conversation...
later in the car, she got really excited.
"hey mom!! i don't have to keep my room clean to get new stuff. i get presents in the mail all the time." (big smirk on her face)
so true. at least once a month a box of fun, random stuff arrives from her grandparents or aunt. well, little miss smarty pants has outsmarted me once again. i don't remember being this smart at age 5.



1 comment:
I do not recall being so sharp-witted at 5 either (or almost 31, for that matter...). What a cutie though.
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