You get that from your Father

Nine months ago, you picked out your favorite Princess dress, grabbed your backpack, and simply waved goodbye as you made your way to a table full of new faces. Since that day, you have grown leaps and bounds. You recite a prayer before our evening meal, say the pledge of allegiance with pride, and write your name in such a fancy way...

It goes something like this...

Big K.

then Little a... A circle with a little leg.

Little t...Just like the cross, Mama.

Little i.

Little e...You start at the bottom and go around like a circle...and then poke it in the belly!

Today, your first year of pre-school is over and in just one month...you will turn Four. As we drove home from the park, I was thinking about the year passed and took a wrong turn. It was no surprise to you, because even at the age of four, you know that I am directionally challenged. But, what followed next made both of us break into laughter.

Kate: Mom, Did you take a wrong turn, again?

Mom: Yes, Kate. But, I will find my way.

Kate: Does Daddy need to come help us again?

Mom: Um, no. I am just fine, Kate. You don't think Mommy can find her way?

Kate (laughing hysterically): No, Mama.

Just four years old, and already exercising her Dad's sense of humor. Sheesh.