Image via WikipediaConversation this morning as I worked on my grapefruit and Abigail and Bethany (both age 4 as of yesterday) worked on their milk and cinnamon buns.

Bethany:  You know, Daddy, 4 means we're still little girls.

Me:  Oh.  What about 5?  Will you still be little girls when you're 5?

Bethany:  Yes.  But not when we're 6.  We'll be big girls then.

Abigail:   And also 7 and 8 and 9 and 10 and 11.

Bethany:  And also 26. (Laughter)

I find I'm amazed at how they are growing up.

And I'm also amazed at how I'm often so much like a little kid myself.

Such is life.

But, I hope they will AWAYS be my little girls.