Remember that time...when I was 4...

So...this week my love has been out of town. Sad stuff. Jeremie went to Charlotte for work. And oh my gosh we have never been away from each other for a week! (insert cheeseball line). But it's has been good. I've had the chance to bond with my mom. That is always something I look forward to. I am able to be my true self with my mom and she gets me. She laughs at my jokes which makes me think about how I am with Sophie. While Jeremie has been gone, I also got to spend quality time with my little Sophie-gal...Jeremie's little 4 year-old daughter. Sometimes I find more insight and wisdom from a conversation with her than I ever imagined. It's surprising and refreshing. She says I'm her best friend. I think I am a pretty cool gal, but started to wonder how long will she say that? What age will she be when thinks I am uncool and asks me to drop her off a block away from her friend's house? Maybe that will never happen. This time I have spent with her just makes me realize how critical this time in her life is. This realization is something I didn't believe in. I, myself, have a very limited memory of my childhood at age 4. I have a feeling though, Sophie, as smart as she is, will remember everything.