The other night, Kathleen (6yo) asked if a lie is different from a joke or if a joke is a type of lie.
Tonight, Kathleen approached me, saying “Hey, we didn’t even have dessert tonight!”
I responded: “We had dinner at IHOP, and you got …”
Kathleen: “A Chocolate Pancake.”
Me: “And a Chocolate Pancake is …”
Kathleen, grudgingly, and with extreme prejudice: “A dessert.”
And then she followed her claims to their own conclusion: “Daddy, can I have a water with ice?”
I am raising a philosopher! Score!
Also, don’t tell her, but I totally would have caved if she had pressed for a Popsicle.