Are You Five-Enough?

The other night whilst getting ready for bed, Tig got distracted with the top button of my shirt. She wanted to practice doing it up, but after three brave attempts, she decided she couldn't do it, and finally gave in.

"Keep trying, kid," I said, trying to encourage her along.

"Nope," she answered. "I'm not five-enough. I'm only three!"

To redeem her sense of accomplishment, we took a few extra moments to coach her through putting on her jammys ~ all by herself...

How do you measure your success in life?

Are you five-enough?