Stay Little Forever

Firstly, I need you to stay little forever.

Mostly because I don't think that I am going to be able to handle the amount of attitude that you are displaying in the above picture when you are 13-years old.

A 3-year old?

I can handle that. On most days.

Especially when she tells me that she had a "very special day" at school.

I knew that she had chapel that morning at preschool, so I was waiting to hear what she had to say.

She said,

"Mommy, we went..." with her eyes getting big as saucers, "into the Jesus Christ ROOM."

"We learned all about JESUS CHRIST."

Really? What did you learn?

"About the wind and the waves. And the ANIMALS!"

So was it Noah?

"Oh yeah. We learned all about NOAH!"

I swear. I am going to lock her in a room and not let her get any bigger at all.