Today, Cait and I tag-team babysat our niece and nephew. I filled in for her while she went to a doctor’s appointment, and I had this conversation with my niece about her inflatable pool.
Madelynn: It needs more air. It’s all floppy.
Me: Sorry kiddo – you’re going to have to use it as is. I don’t have an air compressor to fill it.
Madelynn: (leading me into the garage an pointing at the gimundo size compressor sitting on a very high shelf.) You can use this!
Me: But your Daddy isn’t home right now, and I can’t use that without talking to him first because it belongs to him.
Madelynn: No it doesn’t.
Me: Then who does it belong to?
Me: Oh really…
Madelynn: Yes. (Clearly trying to think of something fast.) You forgot and left it here last time. So now you can fix my pool.
Yeah…that kid is gonna go places in life. I’m just hoping it’s not to jail.