Zoe, my 4 year old daughter, takes my cell phone and pretends to talk to somebody.

– Who are you talking to, Zoe?

– It’s Christopher.

– Who’s Christopher?

– He’s my boyfriend.

– Really? You have a boyfriend?

– Yes mom. Girls have boyfriends.

– OK… How old is he?

– Hmmm… he’s 7.

– And what does he look like?

– Hmm… he has short hair, and glasses like me. He looks like Joshua. Wait a sec.

(She goes back to the phone).

– I’m going to pick him up at 4.30 and we’re going to the pool, OK?

(And she’s 4 years old…)

Later she confessed that she doesn’t really have a boyfriend. Phew!