Growing up so fast

After the little kids went to bed tonight, Carson made himself waffles in the toaster, poured his own milk (and asked me if I wanted anything), and then initiated this conversation...
"Mommy, I remembered who the last person at my table is; it's Nyla"
"Really? Tell me about Nyla."
"I used to think she's cute. But now I know she's bossy"
"What does she look like?"
"Cute. And bossy."
Sigh.