Reese was helping me go through my piles of pajamas today, as I decided which ones to part with, and which to keep. We came across some fancy ones I had let her and Drue play dress up in one day months ago. I had done their makeup, nails, put big curlers in their hair, the whole nine yards.
Then my wise old five year old sighed and said, "I miss the olden days...when I was four."
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