Tonight as I was changing into my comfortable at-home clothes, I said to Rachel, who was being incredibly delightful (see previous post): "I don't want you to grow up. Can you please just stay little?"
"NO!" she exclaimed. "I need to open doors!"
"OK, you can open doors," I conceded. "But that's all."
"NO!" she replied. "I wanna be a GROWNUP!"
Oh, how I remember desperately wanting to be grownup when I was a kid. All that rushed through my head as I hugged Rachel from behind and said darkly, "being a grownup isn't all that great, kid."
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