Cate: "It will be a long time til I'm fourteen.
Me: "Cate, I'm glad it will be a long time. I like you being four."
Cate: "Because you want to still be able to hold me?"
Me: "No. I just like you being four. Can I still hold you sometimes when you are fourteen?"
Cate: "No, Mama. I'll be too big."
Then Ava pipes up, " I'll still need you to hold me."
Pause.
"I'll still need to you to rock me too."
At first I found this very sweet, then it occured to me that we still may be raising Ava when she's 35...
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
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