So, my (barely) 5 year old informed me yesterday that she thought she was old enough to move out of the house! WHAT???? Who have you been talking too??? Well, as it turns out her 23 year old cousin Annie who now lives in Portland was explaning to Mylee that she doesn't live at home anymore. I don't think their conversation on the subject was more than that, but it sure made the wheels turn in Mylee's head. She was full of questions... "When can I move out?" Not until you are VERY old..."Well, I am 5...I think that's pretty old" ..You are going to have to be much older than 5 to move out, you will also be big just like Annie...besides, I love having you live at home... SILENCE..."Well, I don't think I love you anymore and I need to move out with Aleeya...oops, mom I only said that 'cause I have a heggache...I do love you..don't make me move out...I don't want to leave you and daddy and Macy..." Oh, you don't have to move out Mylee....you can always live with mommy...."Always?....well, maybe not, I am going to get big"

This morning I woke up to Mylee yelling for me to come in her room quick. She was standing on her bed looking at her toes, hands and feet in amazment...."wow mom! I am so big today!!!!" ...Mylee, You're not moving out! ...she breaths a defeated sigh.."ok!"