As I was changing into my nightgown last night, I peeked out from the closet and happened to see my 4-year-old with her arm around her little sister’s waist.
(I stood, listening).
My 4yo spoke with certainty… “Do you know this, Little One? When I grow up, I’m going to be a nurse. And when you get sick, you can come to me and I’ll take care of you.”
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