Last week while driving Chris to basketball, Noah and I had this conversation:
Noah: "I think I'm five now."
Me: "You haven't had your birthday yet, you're still four."
Noah: "I did, I grew, and I'm five."
Me: "Your birthday is after Halloween, after Christmas, after New Year's."
Noah: "I think I'm five. I just feel five."
Thursday, October 16, 2008
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