......, and really, there are LOTS of good things, is how very funny they are.
McKid just turned 4, and she thinks she is grown. It took us a long time to convince her that on the day of her birthday she would not miraculously change to a new size. I think she was a little disappointed when it really didn't happen.
But yesterday we were coming home from swimming in a friend's pool, where we had spent a couple of lovely, cool hours on a 104 degree afternoon.
"Mama, do you know what I want?"
"I want a driver's license!"
"A driver's license? Why do you want that?"
"I just do! A driver's license and a phone number."
I think I'm in trouble--if she wants 'em at 4, what'll she want at 16?