Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Three going on 14

My sweet little curlytop will be 4 tomorrow. She has been counting down to her birthday for the past month (since her brother's birthday). Yesterday, we were playing and I was teasing her and asking how old she is going to be:

AoM: So, how old are you going to be on your birthday? 24? 39? 85?
Little Bit: I'm going to be 14.
AoM: No, you're not.
Little Bit: Yes, I am. I want to be 14.
AoM: *joking voice* No, you're not.
Little Bit: *getting frustrated and whining* But, I want to be 14! Please?!

Oh gees, it has already started.


Post a Comment

<< Home