So it begins.

We went to Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner the other night, and Ryan took Adelaide over to see the video games she wanted to look at. After a few minutes, Ade came running back over to me and said, "You have any quarters, Mommy?" She said it in such a way that I felt certain Ryan had told her to come over and ask me. So I dutifully opened my wallet and gave her the quarter I had. Ryan came over at this point and tells me he told her no such thing. He said he had no quarters and they couldn't play the games.

Apparently, she is clever enough now to know that Daddy and Mommy may have different answers, and she should seek multiple avenues to secure the resources she requires. As a friend of mine said, a part of us dies when this happens, but a part of them starts to live. I think it's called growing up.