Me: Ouch, ouch, ouch, Shit.
Stinky: What's the matter? Are you okay?
Me: Yeah. My foot just slipped and I stubbed my toe on the washing machine.
Stinky: (After she came over to give me a sympathy hug) Holy cow! I'm taller than you now.
Me: I know. It makes disciplining you seem kind of silly, doesn't it?
Stinky: Yeah. I could totally step on you if I wanted to.
Me: Um, maybe. But I do hold all the power when it comes to the use of your cell phone.
Stinky: Oh, yeah. Nevermind.