Miranda wanted to wear glitter nail polish that my sister won at some holiday event.
ME: Miranda, you’re not old enough to wear nail polish.
MIRANDA: Four is old!
ME: You have to be a woman to wear nail polish.
MIRANDA: I am a woman!
Miranda likes to argue with us, and she reads voraciously, so I started calling her “Miranda C_, Esquire”.
MIRANDA: What does esquire mean?
ME: It means you’re a lawyer. You can be a lawyer when you grow up.
MIRANDA: But I want to be a doctor, like you!
ME: (swelling with pride) Oh. You can be a doctor.