We're just seven days into this whole "being 5" gig, and this is the conversation that happened today:
E: Mom, I think you should start treating me like a 5 year old.
M: Oh, okay. How am I not treating you like a 5 year old?
E: Well, I don't know. But so far 4 and 5 seem p-r-e-t-t-y similar.