Capable of being six.
Nine days out of ten, I am on Kiddo duty before I’ve had a cup of coffee. Heck, most mornings, it’s before I have a sip of coffee. This morning was no different, only I needed to wake up and come immediately online and discuss Elfie and hiding spots for an unfound overly intrepid elf. Used all the vowels there! I was awakened with a smack and before I had my eyes opened, I was bombarded with questions, thoughts, and everything else that is on a six year old’s mind on a Wednesday at the end of November. As I shamble out of the bedroom, I hear exactly what I expected to hear - “I’m hungry… and where could that Elf be????” I pour cereal. I turn off her room and the night light, speaker, and white noise sounds she sleeps with. Setting up the iPad, I look down as she is destroying cereal as she partially eats, partially looks around for Elfie, and partially talks to me about her dreams, how she got to dreamland, what her Fairy Grab was li...