April 22nd
She climbed into bed with us this morning, as she does every morning, and we oohed and aahed about her being 4! But she says, “But I’m not big.” I know what she means. She’s been babied. She is the baby, and she still looks like a baby. Her face is still round; her hands are still dimpled. Arwen is a peanut. All the strangers at Trader Joe’s seem surprised when she tells them she’s turning 4, not 3.
Highlights: chocolate muffins, a tea party board game and cheeseburgers with her family. The big party with all her little girlfriends is still 10 days away.
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