Dorothy is at that age where she's spelling long sentences to us to find out what they say: Mom, what does this say? o-r-i-e-n-t-a-l-t-r-a-d-i-n-g-n-o-b-o-d-y-d-e-l-i-v-e-r-s-m-o-r-e-f-u-n-f-o-r-l-e-s-s-r-e-a-d-y-s-e-t-s-u-m-m-e-r
Dorothy has told me in the past "You ruined my day!" But recently she has spiced it up and added an upset "You crumbled my day" and "You darkened my day."
We were walking past a yard with a family playing in the sprinkler. "Wait," Dorothy said. "That lady has three kids?" "And a dog," I added. Dorothy commented, "That's a lot of work."
We had two college students from ND as houseguests. I read Dorothy a bedtime story, and then she wanted to go "see what the girls were doing". I told her she could go find them and say goodnight, but if they were in the guest bedroom and the door was closed, do not bother them. Dorothy went to check on them and returned to say that their door was closed. "Can I just peek under it?" she asked.
Dorothy picked-up my can of flavored sparkling water, handed it to me, and said, "Mama, here's your beer."
The girls were in the pool and I was sitting on the side with my feet in the water. We were talking about The Little Mermaid. "Aren't you gonna get in since you're a mermaid?" Willa asked. "I already visited Ursula," I said, "and she turned me into a human. Look, I have legs!" Dorothy sassed, "Then why are you still talking?"