I was on one side of a dining room chair cleaning up some papers. Alyson was on the other side.
Me: Can you throw these away for me?
Instead of going around the chair, Alyson started to climb over it.
Me: Why don't you go around?
Alyson: Because I want to go over.
Me: You like making your life difficult.
Alyson: I like life difficult.
Well, she is four, so yes.
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