Yesterday, due to a tantrum and a poor choice, Sophie earned a timeout. At our house kids sit in timeout for one minute for each birthday they've had, so a four-year-old would have a four minute timeout. (The grownups aren't so lucky, we don't usually get timeouts.) Now you have the groundwork for the following conversation.
Sophie: (still throwing a tantrum while in timeout) Can I come out yet?! I've been here for eight minutes!
Me: No, you've been there for two minutes. You still have two minutes to go.
Sophie: No I don't! I'm done!
Me: No, two plus two is four, and you're four-years-old. so two more minutes.
Sophie: (in a know-it-all tone) I'm not four. I'm five.
Me: Oh, so you should actually have another minute of timeout?
Sophie: (without pausing) I'm four.
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LOL! You've got to love a girl who can do math quickly and under stress.
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