I love age 4! I loved when Rylan was 4 and now Rowan as well. It's exhausting, but entertaining. Our conversations never cease to surprise and/or amuse me...especially the later. Like today. Today Rowan held up two bite size Ghirardelli Sea Salt & Caramel bars & asked me to show her which one didn't "have cheese in it."
Less than 5 minutes later she held up her Ariel Mermaid Barbie, pointed to her chest & said, "What do you call those things again?" I explained that they are called breasts. She then wanted to know when she'll have breasts & when she does get them if she can have a "princess or butterfly" bra.
No sooner was I finished with that conversation & she informed me it was time for cartoons. So, I turned on the TV. I swear, what seemed like seconds later, she was at the table wanting to color...and then she wanted white paper to draw on and then she wanted me to cut the paper in half. All during this time she kept asking when Rylan will be home, not because she misses him but because it will be snack time. That was literally less than an hour of my day. I'm exhausted just thinking about it.
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