the life which is unexamined is not worth living.
I wish I was a little bit taller
Recently Dear Son has become infatuated with growing taller. Last Saturday morning when he awoke, he came into our bedroom and the following conversation occured:
Son: Look how much taller I am?
Us: what?!?
Son: Can you tell, I grew much taller in my sleep… Overnight?
Us: OH WOW, look at you.
Son: I know, look how much TALLER I AM!!!
Us: I KNOW, WOW! How did you get so tall, just overnight?
Son: I slept really GOOD and now LOOK how tall I am…
These types of conversations are now occurring frequently after each nap or in the morning when he awakes. It truly is precious. I am really starting to get convinced he is growing taller!
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