Every morning she wakes up asking if she's four yet. "No baby, your birthday's in April." She'll say "But mom look at my legs, they grew sooo long last nite." The more she begs to grow up the more I'm wishing she would stay three forever. These are the days that she loves me best. The days filled with Octonauts, chutes+ladder and our new favorite Freckleface Strawberry.
Friday, January 16, 2015
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