Charlotte has a new hobby. On top of fighting naps and bedtime by incessantly coming out of her room with ridiculous requests (ie: I need fresh water, I need three tissues… not two, what’s the weather gonna be tomorrow, etc), she has also taken a habit to lingering in the shadows and ninja-ing until we happen to notice her, which is usually marked by some intense exclamation by me: holy shhhhh….ohmigod… Charlotte!! You scared mommy! What are you doing? Oh my goodness…. [deep breath, deep breath, deep breath]

Last night I was watching some absurd tv show after the kids went to bed. I had seen she was sleeping in the monitor, so I turned the monitor off and was relaxing in front of the tv.

At around 930, I heard a weird creaking sound behind me, turned around and she was standing right behind the couch watching tv over my shoulder. Of course, I made my very startled exclamation (to which she replied: I’m just not weally weally sleepy – a Coined phrase of hers), and then I walked her back to her room…

Me: how long have you been watching?

C: like, sooo so long.

Me: Charlotte, that show is not appropriate. Please don’t do that. It scares mommy when you sneak up like that. 

C: I know it’s not propriate, but I do weally like that show.

Me: go to bed

C: but I want to keep watching

Me: 🙈

C: ughh. Fine. [rolls over and goes to bed]

What in the world!?! How have we raised such a ninja? This girl is going to give me a heart attack… or get exposed to some highly inappropriate television. Thankfully for everyone, my tv taste is that of an 11 year old. Now had she seen one of daddy’s shows, that would be a different story.