four.

i tell my kids to stop growing.
leah explains.
"i can't mom, it's just my body."  then she laughs "you're lying mom.  you're lying right?"

FOUR.  she's FOUR.
i can't believe it.
i LOVE this kid.
she's been mine since the day she was born.
we get each other.
she's a stinker, but she is SO funny.

when she doesn't want to get dressed, she lays on the floor and says,
"I can't i'm broken." or, "I'm dead."
if i give her a serious look she'll say... "Oh, you want me to be un-dead?"

When Leah grows up she wants to be... a Pteranodon.
"because she just loves to.  it's [her] favorite one."

EVERY NIGHT she goes through the list of things she wants to do tomorrow...
If I stay in bed can I...
play on the computer
and go to my friends house
and play with braxon
and go swimming
and eat cheese.
Just say YES even if you know those things won't happen.
It's the possibility that allows her to close her eyes and sleep tight.
IF, like some un-named professors, you argue with her telling her she might not go to a friends house tomorrow...  she'll argue and cry and try to explain with all her might that she is talking about TOMORROW.
you see.   to leah TOMORROW always holds GREAT possibilities.

and so today i am filled with hope.
leah turns four and the future seems bright.
TOMORROW will be a good day.

ps.  have i told you my kids' birthdays?
2-4 (yeah, he's the odd kid...)
6-1
4-1 (same as my birthday)
8-1
9-1
9-11
funny huh?!