Tuesday, September 27, 2011

My Heart Melted

Last night Little Girl was tired and asked me to carry her upstairs to her room at bed time.
Knowing these moments are becoming fewer and fewer, I happily picker her up with her blankie and carried her.
But man is she heavy, over 40 pounds now, here is the conversation I had with her:
Me: Wow Little Girl, you are heavy!  You need to stop growing so Mommy can still carry you to bed.
Little Girl: no, I want to be big.
Me: you want to be big, why?
Little Girl: I want to be big like you so I can be a Mommy too.
Me: (my heart has melted) Honey, I think that is one of the nicest things you have ever said to me.

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