While Getting Ready For Bed

Me: Rachel you are just getting too big.

Rachel: I know.  I'm almost 10.

Me: What happened to 8 and 9?

Rachel:  Well, I mean I only have two more numbers and then I will be 10.

Me: I don't want you to grow up so fast.

Rachel:  I know.  I know.  You are going to cry, "Where are my babies?  Where are my babies?  Who are these big kids?"

Me:  Yes.  I want you all to stay little for me.

Rachel:  But if we don't grow up, we can't make you a Grandma.

That's my girl.  Always looking to the next step.