Since the last two nights, Oli had been crying and telling me, "I don't wanna be big, Mommy." Strange. I wondered why she was saying that. I started a conversation last night...
"I don't wanna be big, Mommy!", followed by howls and tears.
"So you don't want to celebrate your 5th birthday?"
"Nooo."
"Then your friends will grow bigger and you won't."
"It's okay."
"Just tell me why you don't want to grow!"
Howl howl..."Because I don't want to eat through the ladder!" More howls.
"Ladder?"
And then I remembered my conversation with her a few days ago. We told her that she'll be as tall as a giraffe one day. Then she asked how she'll eat. I told her that I'll put up a ladder and feed her. 😀😂
