Boss Of Me

My Oldest, age 13: “I think… Yes… You need to move those boxes.”

Me: “I think… Yes… You are bossy.”

Oldest: “Yes. Have you met me? Now quiet down so you can hear my instructions better.”

Presented as evidence in case anyone thought Little Miss Thing had fallen too far from the tree.

I think we’re raising a couple of very confident young women, and this giant Viking dad couldn’t be prouder.

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