The other day The Girl asked if she could wear shorts. I responded, “No. It’s too cold for shorts.”
TG: Can I wear a skirt without leggings or tights?
Me: Really? That was a nice try, though.
The next day it actually was warm enough for shorts, so she put on a pair that was too short. The Husband told her to go change because her shorts were too short.
The next day she again put on a pair of shorts that was too short, and I told her to change.
TG: But Mommy, these are the shorts I wore on the first day of school.
Me: You’re taller now than you were on the first day of school.
TG: I am?
Me: Yes, you’ve grown since August.
TG: So my shorts are too short?
Me: Yes. I suppose I could have said your legs are too long since the change happened in your legs and not the shorts, but the way I see it is that your shorts are too short. Please go change.
The Girl goes to change.
The Husband: Which shorts did she have on?
Me: The sparkle jean shorts. (I say that as if she has only one pair of sparkle jean shorts; we all know she has several.)
TH: Really? Those are the same shorts she had on yesterday that were too short.
Me: New day, new parent. I guess she thought it was worth a try.
Ah, summer is almost upon us, and for The Girl, summertime is all about the legs.
Roshaunda D. Cade 
I like it when a child perseveres, even though it may indeed lead to madness for Me and The Husband. Love that girl! (Although I must say, in the interest of fairness, that I’ve already seen enough fifth grade skin to last me until the first snow.)
Not fifth grade skin! How terrifying.
Like you, Linda, I admire her gumption, but goodness it wears me out. At least she’s on her job. I’d be disappointed in the 8-year-old who didn’t at least give it a try. 🙂