4 years, 5 months.
Saturday morning you got to spend the whole day playing on Papa’s new playground with not only your cousin Darla, but also a new friend named Emery who came to the grand opening.
It just so happened that are three of you are 4 years-old! In fact, you and Emery were born just about 9 days part.
Watching you all run along from one end of the playground to the next was like seeing triple!
I don’t recall hearing my words spoken from the three of you… just a constant stream of giggles.
I’m really starting to believe that 4 year-old girls are universally the same:
Sweet, playful, and adventurous!