Bevan's car battery died en route to dropping Sidney's pal MyMy off at her parents' house after soccer practice this evening so we ended up hosting an impromptu sleepover at our place. I hadn't seen MyMy since the spring soccer season ended and in the months between she's grown a few inches and started wearing eyeglasses, which I think make her look quite grown up. When I told her as much, her response wasn't what I expected.
Me: I love your glasses, MyMy! They make you look so sophisticated.
MyMy: That's not what I was going for. My clothes already do that.
Me: Oh. My bad.
For the record, this isn't the first ill-fated convo MyMy and I have shared.