No, Scout isn't making lunches for the homeless. . .
This is just what happens when she makes sandwiches for the 3 of us to go to the park:
Apparently she thinks we are big eaters!
I am surprised everyday at how grown up she is getting. It makes me sad.
At least once a day she asks when she is going to be a grown up, or a teenager.
Why can't kids just love being kids?
Each day I look at her I am reminded of how fast she is growing,
but then I look down and see her 4 year old chub fingers, pink fingernails, and jelly all over the table, and am reminded that she is still my little girl. . .
And in that moment, I wish more than anything that I can freeze time forever!
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