PinkGirl, slumping down beside me on the love seat: (huge sigh)
Me: “What’s the matter?”
PinkGirl: “It appears my optimism is annoying.” (so her brother says)
Me: “Tell him it’s not annoying, it’s exasperating.”
PinkGirl: “No. I don’t want it to be anything except helpful.”
This gave me a bit of a laugh.
As an aside: sometimes an optimist can be a bit much. But that’s just the pessimist in me.
PinkGirl is so precious!