sweet ramblings of a 4 year old

mama: "come lie on my chest and let me hold you like when you were a tiny baby."

aiyana: "can i still fit?"

"yes, of course, look"

"but not when i'm bigger?"

"always, look how big my arms can get. i can hold you forever. you will be my baby for your whole life and always."

"even when i get old and then when i'm a flower?"

"yes, even when you are old and then a flower"

"even when i am a plant?"

"yes, even when you are a plant"

"and then even when i am a fairy with wings and a bright pink dress?"

"yes, even when you are a fairy"

"when i'm a fairy am i born from someone?"

"hmmm, fairies aren't born from mama fairies, they are born from flowers or seeds, or the wind"

"when i'm a fairy can i have bright pink wings and green hair...or maybe i want red hair"

"yes, you may"

"oh, i'm so excited to be a fairy............but no to be old"