Yesterday when Michael and I came downstairs, Amanda was already down, standing in the middle of the kitchen thinking. She seemed glad to see us and pleased that she had come downstairs first. She asked, "What if it's a dream that I came downstairs first and you weren't here yet?" I gave her a hug and she said it could still be a dream that I hugged her. Later that day she stopped Luke from banging on the table during lunch. We try to keep the kids from disciplining each other, so I told her that it wasn't her job. "I want to practice being a grown up so I can grow up!" I asked what other things grownups do, and she said that they gave kids timeouts. Hmm, maybe I was a bit grumpy yesterday...
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