My big baby is growing up way too quickly.
She is loving it.
Me on the other hand misses my little friend. For a four year old she's got pretty entertaining chat.
And some that makes my heart swell.
"When i die will you come with me?"
I wanted to say yes, of course i would.
"But everyone sees each other again in heaven anyway." I said.
Compared to death, the 'baby' questions were a walk in the park.