At bedtime last night I rocked with CJ and we talked about her second birthday party. It’s a favorite memory of hers; she rode a pony named “Cimmamon.” CJ asked if she could have a pony ride for her next birthday party and I realized it’s less than three months away. “Wow,” I said. “You’re going to be three soon. That makes me kind of sad.” “No no, daddy,” she said. “When I get three, I will make you happy!”
I’m sure she’s right.