Counting to 32

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!"