In the car tonight, Paul was telling me how much he hates the particular job that he has been doing. All of a sudden from the back seat, Josie joined the conversation. It went something like this:

Paul: "I HATE my job."
Me: "yup"
Josie, shaking her head: "Me too, Paul...me too."

Paul and I looked at each other and couldn't help but crack big smiles...when exactly did she get so grown up???