“Mom, mom, listen to this!” Boston shouted to me.
“Okay!” I happily replied.
“Rain, rain, go away. Come again another day. If you don’t, I don’t care. I will TAKE OFF YOUR UNDERWEAR!”
She then burst into an array of giggles, to which her little brother gladly joined in.
“A boy at my school taught me this song, mom!”
“Boston,” my husband finally said after about the tenth time singing, “It’s not really nice to say you will take off a person’s underwear.”
“No dad. It’s okay. I’m not talking about a person. I’m talking about the rain!” She then burst into song once more.
It is officially beginning over here. The school songs and chants; the learning from the other kids on the playground.
My baby girl is suddenly a baby no more.
And I’m okay with this. I am in fact loving this stage–this age–more than anything. I am embracing it with full on passion, wondering how I ever lived without her.
I am in love.
Naked rain and all. 😉
And what about you?? What age/stage is your own little one in right now? I would love to hear about any funny or lovely story you have!