Four Year Old Rule Maker
You have to. We have to. They have to. Someone has to.
We are all astounded by her sheer bossiness.
She is four, and already wants someone to have rules.
She likes being the rule maker.
You have to say “please”. This makes sense, so we do.
We have to go shopping, but what if there is no money?
She is four; this is an abstract concept she does not fathom.
You have to bring your checkbook, she says.
Someone has to explain to her that the check book
is not magic like credit cards.
Not understanding myself,
I leave this up to others.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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