She's the youngest. She is NOT supposed to grow so quickly.
(I really need to empty that complete sand box...sift all the sand to remove the leaves and twigs...check and/or replace the liner...and refill with the cleaned up sand. And while I'm at it, I should rake the back yard of all those oak leaves and acorns. Yeah. I'll get right on that.)
Oh, speaking of yard work...after dinner tonight, we were reading Mrs. Piggle Wiggle, and it said something about a wheel barrow. Chloe says, 'what's a wheel barrow?' I say it's something you use to work outside and move things...kind of like a wagon, only it has one wheel in front, and two handles on the back. She says,'yeah, we don't have one of those.'
Last week her daddy took her to the gas station with him. While he was there he bought a lottery ticket, and before putting it away, he kissed it. Chloe can't quite figure that out, so she asks, 'Daddy! Why did you kiss that paper?'
'Because it has numbers on it,' Daddy says. 'And tonight there will be numbers on the TV. And if they are the same numbers, you never have to work again.'
'I don't have to work now,' she says. 'I'm five.'
It's a pretty great way to spend the day.