My five year old is also from another universe!
I think DD, almost 4, is also an alien. No wonder she keeps talking about moving back to Pluto every time she gets mad at me
My DD makes me assume so many roles during the course of a day that I often complain about multiple personality syndrome. I never know if I am a dinosaur, a very rude meat-eating cruel human being, a poor bird that has fallen out of her nest or one of the members of DD's imaginary bear family, etc, etc. I am my own self and her mom only about 10% of the day. Sigh!
