Every month on the girls' b-day, they get to pick dinner and dessert. So, for example, every 21st, Mo has her choice. We were just discussing how we will be at the shore for her month birthday this month, so she would be able to pick dinner for everyone there (Sean's whole family). She decided on "Shells." I thought it was a bit strange, until after mags and I harassing her with things like "you can't eat shells" she finally said, "there will be clams in them!" So my 3 year old wants clams for her birthday dinner!!
As we were talking I realized that this would be Mo's last "month b-day" this year. She will be 4 in September. I told her that. At first she was thrilled, then her face changed (note: I am watching all this in the rear view mirror of my Suburban) to a little sad. When questioned, she said, I don't want to turn four. I want to stay 3. I like being 3.
I like you being three too! Why do my babies have to grow up?
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