At the park yesterday, Charlie stopped riding his bouncy horse for a moment to ask nervously, "Mom, ummm. When I turn 4, will I be John?"
Confused I simply asked "What?"
Charlie, "Umm, you know, on my birthday, when I turn 4 will I be John then?"
me, "Nope, you get to stay Charlie forever."
He sighed a big breath of relief. "Oh good! Cause I like being Charlie!"
Charlie turns 4 next month, and was apparently concerned that this would mean he'd be turning into his older brother John...who just turned 5, and thank goodness did not turn into Sam! One of each is just perfect, I think!
