This afternoon Evelyn and I were sitting in the sun on the back deck. I'd just given in to painting her toenails... and then her fingernails. (Colin got a full set in purple, too!) Then she stood up and stretched and said, "Mama? I want you to buy me a car. A car that I can drive."
I certainly expect each one of my kids to make this demand while they're still under our roof - it's one of the many demand/requests that every kid makes of their parent at some point. But, at exactly 2 years and 5 months old, this was waaaaaay earlier than I'd expected!
Happy End of Summer, readers. We're here and busy and very well. If you're checking in - thanks! If I've lost all 4 of my readers due to my 5 months of silence, then that's okay, too.
