Last night Eric was holding Tess wrapped up in a towel after bath. "I have a baby," he told me as he cradled her.
"No, Dada. I not a baby! I a big girl," Tess corrected him.
That night, as I was putting her to bed, she told me, "Mama I getting bigger! Bigger and bigger."
Today after nap, I said, "Should I get my big girl out of her crib?"
"I not a big girl," Tess said in a melancholy voice.
"Oh," I replied. "Are you my baby? Or maybe my little girl? Are you a baby, a little girl, or a big girl?"
"I a little girl," she decided.
So that's where we stand for now. We'll see if it changes tomorrow.
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