"I don't know, tell me."
"It's kind of embarrassing (giggles)."
I wait, patiently.
"I think, Arthur . . . [from Shrek the Third] is cute"
"Well, he is cute. I don't think that's funny."
She giggles some more.
"He's cute, but you also realize he's a drawing."
"Yes, I just think he's cute."
The state of six, circa 2010.
If this conversation seems silly to you (and it is) it is also a wonderful and welcome relief from "Owwww . . . my tummy hurts" and the thousand variations on that theme. Anyone who knows me knows how much I hate to be sick but that is nothing compared to how much I hate the sound of my daughter in pain and knowing there is nothing I can really do about it but ride it out with her.
So bring it on, kid.
"What do you think about Prince Charming?"
"He a prince who's not good-looking."
There you have it.