Jaan's very excited about his upcoming birthday. He keeps saying that he's going to have a birthday soon and asking if it's his birthday yet. He's also utterly convinced that he's going to be five years old. There's a recurring conversation in our home these days. It goes like this:
Me: "How many fingers?"
Jaan: "Three."
Me: "And how old are you going to be?"
Jaan: "Five!"
So, I try the other way around.
Me: "Show me three fingers."
He does.
Me: "How old are you going to be?"
Jaan: "Five!" . . . and the other two fingers pop up.
3 comments:
Chuckle....so reminds me of Leetra's answer when the waiter asked her age just days after her third birthday: "almost four." (And in the overall sense, she was close to four; we just weren't ready to hear it yet.) Jaan's just taken this concept to the next level. Much love to each one....
ohh phyllis that is so cute! and the pictures are wonderful - i love the dentist one.. and from camp - yeah for a fixed computer!! :)
I always think of ya'll on september 11th - can you belive 5 years ago your adventure began!?? miss you!
Fylliska, check out my blog, there are fun things for you to see! =)(Mrs. R, if you're reading, I think you'd like to see too!)
Love to all, Shae
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