We were sitting on the metal bleachers at Noah’s Little League game the other night, and Chiara, in typical fashion, was spinning and climbing and falling and giving me agita, as my grandmother would say.
I turned to her and said (in one of my shining parenting moments): “You are a pain in the butt.”
Without missing a beat, she turned to me and said, quite seriously: “I am NOT a penguin butt.”
Chiara, 1 – Mom, 0
