G: Mommy, why was I the first?
These are the type of questions Grace likes to sling at me while riding in the car.
J: Well, um, I guess because God decided that you were going to be the first.
She processes this.
J: Do you like being the first?
G: Uhhhhh, yeah. I guess I do.
I go on to list all the great things about being the first (coming from the baby of the family mind you so this was a bit of a stretch). As I am droning on and on (apparently) she says:
G: What if I was a fairy and I flew up to the sun and touched it with my finger?
Oh to be 4.
Oh, I get such a kick out of your posts. It prepares me for what lies ahead! Grace seems like such a sweetheart. Those twins are lucky to have such a wonderful role model to look up to.
ReplyDeleteHAHAH! love the randomness of kids :)
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