It was time for bed. The stories were read, teeth brushed, medicine taken. Cue the stalling.... WG: "But, Mom, I will miss you!"
Me: "I'm not working tonight, WG, I will just be in the living room."
WG: "But, you are going to leave me in the prison that is my room!"
Me: completely speechless.
Last week her violin teacher gave her a belated birthday present of a flipflop keychain with the words "Drama Queen" written on it. Boy does she have WG pegged!