Each day we creep closer and closer to Abigail's birthday. And I don't think I could forget it because she reminds me every hour!
I've been soaking in her four'ness' as much as I can.
I know for a fact that five doesn't mean there are no more tea parties. My eight year old still loves them! But... some things will change.
Like how she hold the cup with little fingers.
And her being just as happy when there really isn't any tea in there anyway.
So I'm soaking it in. Every little bit!