Miss Violet turned four on Monday.

Here is a birthday story worth writing down-

She woke up early on the morning of her birthday and asked me if today was the day she turned four. I told her yes it was.
Violet had preschool that day and proudly announced to her teacher and class that she was four today.
Fast forward a few hours and we are on our way home. I look in the rearview mirror and see she is about to cry. She starts to cry and I ask her what’s the matter?
She says, “I just want to be three again!”
I reply that she can pretend and she says “it’s not the same. I don’t want to be old, I want to be new.”
I convinced her that four was a good age because now she got four books at bedtime vs. three.
Man oh man, what is she going to think when she turns thirty?