Melting my Heart
Ebee came into my bedroom this morning, climbed into my lap for a snuggle, and said, "Mom, I'm going to be FIVE tomorrow!"
"Yes, you are," I said. "I can hardly believe it. Five is too old. I think you should stay four."
She shook her head. "Mom, I'm not going to stay four. I have to grow up."
"I know. But will you still be my little girl--my baby?"
She smiled up at me and hugged me more tightly. Then she said, "I'll be older. But I'll still love you."
"Yes, you are," I said. "I can hardly believe it. Five is too old. I think you should stay four."
She shook her head. "Mom, I'm not going to stay four. I have to grow up."
"I know. But will you still be my little girl--my baby?"
She smiled up at me and hugged me more tightly. Then she said, "I'll be older. But I'll still love you."
Labels: kid stuff, killing me with cuteness, muddling motherhood, special occasions
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Posted by purple_kangaroo at 12:31 PM[Permanent link]
3 Comments:
What wisdom she has:) Sweet sweet...
I'm all verklempt.
And amazed...FIVE? How can she be five? I remember waiting for you to post that she had arrived!
Awww. Can't believe she'll be five tomorrow.
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