Joshua has been a typical four-year-old this week, wanting independence one minute and enjoying "being the baby" the next.
Today, he was giving me plenty of grief and I was getting pretty angry with him. If he doesn't get his way (usually when he's tired), he won't budge. Very stubborn.
He paused a moment and said, "On Friday, I won't be fussy."
I said, "Well, I'm in luck. Today is Friday."
Not event a beat later. "Oh, I meant Wednesday."
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