Momnesia

I'm Sure You Heard My Screaming

"Emerson, it's time to help Mommy pick up your room," I said.
"Okay!" she follows me into her room and we begin picking up the crap she's scattered around the floor. Shortly, I realize that she's just trying on shoes. And since I can't join her, she can't do it.

"Sweetie, let's pick up your toys now."
"I not."
"What?"
"I not."
"Yes, you are."
"No, I not. I am pwincess."

Oh. My. God.