Four Years

On Sunday, Kameryn was swinging on the swings at Allison's house. She holds up 4 fingers.

"Mom, there are this many days until my birthday."


Still holding up four fingers she says, "On my birthday, I'm gonna be this many."

"That's right." I say. She's been counting down to her birthday for months, usually just saying, "Mom, it's almost my birthday! It's getting closer and closer!"

Now she's pretty excited she can count the days on one hand.

"I used to be a little baby," Kameryn continues, "and I was laying in my crib. And I was crying. And I was drinking a bottle. But now I'm big, and I'm happy to see you!"

Yep, that about sums it up.