Blessed 4 Ever

I would like to share a story that I find to be humorous. It involves myself, my youngest daughter and a microwave. I have a habit of leaving the microwave door open when I “cook.” My daughter likes to shut it. The problem is that the microwave is above the stove and my daughter is probably around 3 feet tall. This morning, in my haste, I again left the door open. In her usual fashion, she gets a running jump for the door and slams it shut. She then proceeds to walk away tossing her hair. She looks back at me and says “you’re welcome”. Now if you know my youngest, you would know that she is a bit of a firecracker. I had a hard time not laughing. Of course, I then have to try and explain to her that she cannot slam the door like that because it could break. She of course doesn’t understand. Oh to be a 5 year old again.