Death by Stereo

The 5-year-old is driving me crazy. And she's doing it by sitting perfectly still in the other room.

She's listening to a book on CD. Several stories of the Junie B. Jones series, by Barbara Park. And Junie B. Jones IS my 5-year-old. In almost every detail except name. Listening to her extended first-person narratives is like listening to Grace's extended first-person narratives. They have exactly he same reactions, say exactly the same things, with the same intensely precocious intonation.

I swear, listening to it is like vicariously chasing Grace around as she does this stuff. I feel the Jones parents' pain. It's like she's discovered an automated double to do her Gracing for her while she rests. I don't know if I can make it through much more of this...