My daughter was almost 4 years old. Before the Christmas, I took her to the Humane Society to see whether we could adopt a little yellow kitty for her. We had a grey cat in the house already. She saw a yellow kitty in grandma's house and loved the kitty. I couldn't find a kitty that I thought I wanted to get for her. We only saw a black kitty about 10 weeks old. Since we already had a grey cat, I didn't want to have another dark color cat in the house. I told her that we could come back later to see whether they would have a light color kitty. She didn't want to leave. I dragged her out and put her in the her. Once I started driving, she told me " Mommy, I am going to marry Matthew (a blonde boy in her preschool. The boy loved her and kissed her whenever he saw her). I am going to have a black kitty and you are not allowed to come to my house." I didn't know what to say. I only replied with 'ok'.
