So later today (well after the grey hair incident) Annabelle was riding with me on the scooter to the store. She is so cute when she's riding with me - she talks NONSTOP.
I guess the idea of "growing older" was still on her mind. She talked a lot about turning three (a favorite subject of hers.) Somehow my age came up and I told her I would be 32 on my next birthday. She said "TWO?! Like me???"
I said, "No honey, I will be THIRTY TWO! You can't even count that high."
Always stubborn and wanting to prove me wrong she began counting...
"One... two... three... thirty-two. See momma, I CAN count to thirty-two!"
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