Proud Moment?

I am so proud of my daughter and the person she's growing up to be. A little nervous about the coming year (because she's far too much like me), but also very excited.

Here's some snippits from today:

I had just deposted a screaming boy in his room (he was mad because he didn't want to use the stool to get on the potty and I wouldn't lift him on) and I had flopped on my bed waiting for him to calm down. The screaming boy opened his door and whined his way downstairs.
Hana: mama isn't here Eli
Eli : why not?
Hana: She's having a time out
Eli: Why?
Hana: she needed some quiet time.



And then later, I heard the kids (my two plus my neighbours 3 year old) playing on the stairs.

Me: Guys? What are you doing?
Hana: Playing!
Me: Playing what?
Hana: I don't know what it's called.
Me: Well what do you do?
Hana: I don't want....ah....it's hard to explain
Me: Woud I not like it if I knew what you were doing?
Hana: I'm going to go do my homework

Then I overhear her talking to the boys : Don't do that guys, mama wouldn't like it.