Preschooler to her grandma: Guess what? I’m old enough to drink now.
(We toasted to the New Year during dinner tonight using plastic flutes filled with sparkling grape juice. It did come in a fancy wine-like bottle. I have to admit that this is the first pregnancy where I’ve found myself missing an occasional glass of wine. Oh well. If my 4-year-old can pretend fizzy grape juice is the real thing, then so can I. Well, not really, but it was worth a try.)