Here's what I'm dealing with these days...
Me: Here, let me help you brush your teeth.
Amelia: I can do it better
Me: Your better at brushing teeth than me?
Amelia: Yep
Me: Really, dude??
Amelia: I'm the smartest
Me: You're smarter than me too???
Amelia: When it comes to all of me and all of you... I'm just better.
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Me: How was school?
Amelia: It was good
Me: Did you play with (boy who shall remain nameless)?
Amelia: Yeah, I played with the smart boy.
Me: The smart boy?
Amelia: Yeah, he always says he's the smartest.
Me: Oh yeah?
Amelia: He really just tells me things I already know.
Me: So, you're really the smart kid?
Amelia: Yeah, but I don't tell him because I want to encourage him.
Me: Well, that's really nice of you.
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So, as you can tell...I'm raising a very confident little girl who like most women, was apparently born with the ability to manipulate boys by stoking their egos.