Wyatt and I are solving the world's problems here at the breakfast table. Talk turned to Natalie and he said, "She's getting pretty big." I replied that, yes, in a little over two weeks she'll be a whole year old and that makes me a little sad.
W: Why, Mommy?
Me: Because that means you're both growing up and eventually you'll move away.
W: But when I go away I think I can call you.
Me: That would be really nice. I hope you'll want to.
W: Yeah. I will. And you can just keep Natalie.