when i grow up…
Ayrie just turned four and has been thinking a lot about growing up. Â Here are three exchanges we had today about growing up:
A: mom, when i was a baby, did i have brown skin?
A: mom, when i’m a man, will i still have brown skin?
A: nods his head in satisfaction
A: mom, when i grow up will I still have the same voice that I had when I was three?
N: maybe, what what your voice like when it was three?
A: like it is now
N: you mean quiet?
N: well, I don’t know. Â your voice might be like it is now, or it might be different. Â I’m really not sure.
A: I want to have the same voice.
N: well your voice will always be your own so no matter what, that part won’t change. Â do you like having a quiet voice?
A: yes. no. Â well, I go to the doctor a lot. Â and i want to keep going a lot so that my voice can get louder and louder and louder.
N: we will do that, sweetie. Â we will definitely do that. Â but I don’t know if the doctor can make it louder. Â we just have to keep trying.
A: okay, mom. (Ayrie seems satisfied for the time being)
A: mom, i don’t want to grow up.
N: well, even when you grow up you will always be Â my baby
A: i know, but I want to stay this way, but have my numbers keep getting bigger
N: Ayrie, you can stay young as long as you want to!