You couldn’t possibly be more tired than the summer you were two. The summer you gave up your nap waaaay ahead of schedule just to keep up with your sister. You ended up so tired that you did things like poop your pants and bump your head repeatedly on flat or protruding surfaces at, above or below head bonking level. You also peed on the couch and lost your shit at every single business establishment that we visited and mostly over food. I love you dear but that summer was wild.
That’s what I’ll tell her.