Preschooler: Mommy, you’re not a very good mother.
Me, trying not to take this too personally: What do you mean?
Get a grip. Don’t start crying. You’re the adult here. She’s just trying to get to you. She’s probably mad at you for making her have quiet time every day and eat veggies instead of cookies for dinner.
Preschooler: You can’t go bibbedy-bobbedy-boo and just make things happen.
Me: Ohhhhh… So you mean I’m not a fairy godmother.
Preschooler: Yeah, but that’s okay.