Me: Liv, you are my
favorite. <whispering>
Liv: You mean your
favorite 9-year old.
Me: Yep, 9-year old.
Liv: I can’t wait
until I’m 11, because then I get to go on my 11-year old trip with Daddy.
Me: That will be a
lot fun!
Liv: Mom, did you know
that every year I turn another age?
Me: Yes I do,
Sweetie. You are so darn cute. Just so you know, you stop turning another
age around 27.
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