We seem to be moving at warp speed around here in the maturity department. It feels like I dropped off a Kindergartener and pick up a High Schooler. Here is how our conversations go when I pick up Emma from school.....
Me: Hi Honey how was school?
Me: What did you do today?
Emma: Not much.
Me: No I mean really, what did you do? did you have fun?
So then we have to commence with the tickling until she spills all the details. Im hoping that will still work when she is in High School, although I am afraid that by then she may have figured out how truley uncool I really am....