“I’m not a little kid, Mommy,” says Kiara severely. “I’m almost ten. Don’t call me a little kid.”
“OK, not a little kid,” I say. “A big kid. You are a big kid.”
“I’m not a big kid!” she says. “I’m only almost ten.”
“What are you, then?” I ask.
“I’m a medium-sized child,” explains Klara.