Yesterday we were checking out at the public library. Abs is immensely proud that she has her own library card - a perk bestowed upon her when she turned five. Adam has to use my card (kind of like when your parents still drive you around in junior high), so the kind librarian turned to Adam to hint that soon he would enjoy the same freedom as his sister.
"When do you turn five, Adam?" she asked.
"When I get done being four," he said.
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