She holds out the romper and I step in it. She pulls it up and ties it behind my neck. She brushes my hair until it is silky and shines. Gathers it in the back in a single ponytail and puts a matching scrunche to hold it.
I say in a disappointed little girl voice, “Nana, I wanted to be a big girl today.”
Nana replies in a playful little girl voice, “You are, it’s just you are a little big girl. Don’t worry. You are an adorable little girl.”
I pouted and said, “I want to be a big girl like yesterday.”
Nana said normally, “You are baby, you are a sweet mix today. You will be a four year old eighteen year old today. Everyone will love you baby.”