I mean, LITERALLY...

Our sweet 3 year old girl is in a very literal stage of communication. I didn't really realize the extent of it until this morning, when I left to take her to school on a day Caleb was out.

Mama, I don't want to leave Cayub. I'll miss him.

I know, sweet girl. He'll be there to pick you up with me today when school is over.

But he's [I'm] too big.

Too big? Oh you mean to pick you up. No, I mean that he'll be there when we get you from school.

But he can't drive.

You're right, Anna. Mama will drive. Caleb will ride with me when we come get you.

Right here?

Yes

But he's too little to ride with you.

Oh, (seeing her point) yes, he's not old enough to ride in the front seat with me. He'll be in his seat. You'll be able to see him in his seat when you come to the car after school. It'll be so fun.

But I'll miss him...