My 8-year-old Daughter Put Me in My Place Last Night

My daughter, Summer, came out of her bedroom last night playing with an empty Gatorade bottle tied to a string (I think she was pretending it was a dog on a leash).

Me: "You have all those toys and you're playing with a Gatorade bottle on a string."
Her: "Actually, I'm playing with my imagination."

*Mic Drop*

I have no worries about that child.