I do not mean that in a complimentary way.
Her vocabulary has expanded to include such teenage-isms as:
"Mom, you're embarrassing me."
"That's just lame."
"You treat me like a servant!"
"This is stupid."
"I hate you."
Yes, it has been quite an eventful summer, seeing as how my 5-year-old has aged about 10 years in the course of 9 weeks. I have to confess, I was beginning to despair. If she is acting like this now, by the time she's 15 I'll be ready to send her to some awful Hogwarts-style boarding school where, I'm sure, she would be a Slytherin. I went from feeling like this:
At least Mrs. Bates got to rest sometimes.
But then, as I was in despair, things began to lift. We (meaning I) cleaned Princess' room last weekend when an infestation of ants made it necessary to remove her painstakingly-collected cache of Pop-Tart crusts from beneath her bed. Her room is still clean, because she has been picking up after herself.
Then she began VOLUNTARILY clearing the table after meals and scraping the plates and putting them in the sink. Then she cleans the table.
Then, last night, I called her to come to me. She didn't come for a few minutes, and I was ready to be upset with her, but she explained that she HAD BEEN PICKING UP THE TOY ROOM. When I went upstairs to check, EVERY TOY WAS PUT AWAY.
I didn't quite know how to react.
Despite a few lapses into teenage territory, the past few days have been wonderful. I know it is smooth sailing from here on out.