I just have to document what happened with V earlier today. She was sitting on the fireplace and I mentioned that she was getting to be such a big girl. I then told her it was almost her birthday. She said, "I know. V birthday coming right up.". That was funny enough for me to hear her say that, but what came next was even funnier. I said, "yes you will be two." She said, "no I three." I said, "no you will be two." She then said, "okay, I five."And over and over and over again she would say that, "I five." "V 5 on birthday." I kept saying, "no, you will be two." But she would not let it go. She kept saying "I five. I five."
I think she thought that if I wouldn't let her be three, that she may as well be five. It was very funny.