So I accidentally told Sasha that "next-teen" is not a real number. Naturally she was shocked at this development. I thought she should learn her numbers correctly, so that's why I told her. I see now that I will pay for this for quite sometime. Now I am constantly asked questions such as, "Is 5 a real number, what about 12, is that a real number or a pretend one?" Thank God she hasn't invented a new letter. If she does, I won't say a word.
Though this has nothing to do with the number incident, there is something else she says a lot these days that we get such a kick out of. She'll say, "okay, I will just not drink all this water so I can grow big and short like you mom." Or she'll say, "When I grow short like you, can I bake a cake all by myself?" It is cute because she is 3 and adorable, but also because she'll be short like me long before I'll trust her to bake a cake all by herself.