G is sitting at the table, post-dinner, playing games on one of the laptops. I approach with a wet paper towel.
Me: Can I clean your little face? It's covered with spaghetti.
G: Okay, just don't block my view.
I suppose I should have corrected her, but I was too busy laughing. I've never heard six words that so perfectly summed up a kid's egocentric worldview.