I'm going to call this edition of Crosbi Says "She is so my child."
Because seriously. She is so my child.
Me: How was school today?
Crosbi: Good. We did centers.
Me: Which center is your favorite?
Crosbi: Lunch. Because I'm always hungry.
Crosbi: Mommy, I'm going to do something so exciting! I'm going to clean the whole house!
Crosbi: Mommy, can we listen to your songs (aka the Sam Hunt record)? They're my jam.
Crosbi eating sausage pizza: I love pizza. I mean, I like pizza, but I really love sausage. -- Says the girl who asked for sausage for her third birthday.
I overheard her playing with her dolls...
"Oh that's a pretty dress, but it's not my color."
I have to admit, it's a little scary knowing how much of my personality she picks up on and imitates. I have to really watch what I say and do these days. But really, what's not to love about a girl who loves good food, a clean house and Sam Hunt?!
Four is the best age.
