I like having an almost 6 year old. It's fun. I love babies (don't you love that disclaimer? As if someone would admit to hating a baby?), but I think I'm a better parent to a potty trained kid who has grown to have a better understanding of the world. The fun part sometimes deals with language. She knows many words, but not all of the right ones to describe what she has in mind. It makes for interesting conversations.
Last weekend we saw "Captain America" in the theater. She said "Is that the guy with the shield?"
"Oh. Who was he reversing?"
After some explaining on her part, we figured out she was asking who was his nemesis.