4 and a half

This is the best age ever. Totally! Four was hell but Four and a Half is heaven. There's such a big difference.

We went to the Dogwood Festival in Phoenixville last weekend. We stopped at the parade and then walked over to the rides. I didn't tell Cha beforehand where we were going. (Mainly because it was a complete spur of the moment thing.) We got in the car and I told her that we were going someplace fun, because she was being such a good girl. She was so excited trying to figure out where we were headed. And when I told her that we were meeting one of her BFF's (Cait) she got even more excited. She was happy when we got to the corner of Main and Bridge to watch the parade and then beamed when she found out that the cars were throwing CANDY. We watched for about a half hour then walked down to the rides, where we met up with Cait and her mom Val. Those two girls are so great together. They're both a bit tomboy-ish and on every ride opted for the 'boy' choice. (Let's go on the Monkey Ride. Shall we sit in the Pink Monkey or the Black Monkey?? Black Monkey!!) It's fun to just stand back and watch them live.

We won two of the biggest goldfish I've ever seen. Cha calls them Rosie and Nemo and surprisingly, they are still alive. (Cait's two fish didn't last 24 hours.) She hasn't paid much attention to them since Saturday afternoon. The cats took notice immediately. I already know how this is going to play out. These wouldn't be the first fish that Petey Cat has 'played' with.


Life is good when you know a 4 and a Half year old.