Gracie and I were taking a shower this morning. I was shaving my legs, and her face lit up when she saw the razor.
She said, "I want one of those for my birthday when I'm older!"
I said, "Sure, you can have one when you're ten."
She said, "Are you ten right now?"
I confessed, "No, I'm 31."
Her eyes got really big, and she said, "Wow! I can't even count to 31!" Don't remind me.
Then she said, "Is Daddy 31?"
"No, he's 33."
(Eyes as big as saucers again) "He's had 33 birthdays?!! That's a lot."
Yep, wow.
Friday, April 23, 2010
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