Still Shuddering

I quickly lose sight of the fact that she is only 4 and a half.  I’ll be the first to admit that I have become complacent.  I leave her to her own devices at times.  Especially when I am trying to run a house by myself.  She is also painfully independent (see aforementioned slamming of bedroom door).  I trust her not to put peas up her nose or to eat crayons.  I am far too trusting.