While taking a walk with my little niece, C, she had some important information to share with me.
"Monica, did you know that I'm four now?"
Then she held up four of her little fingers.
I know that C is four, and I know that in my heart, she'll always be the baby of the bunch. Something occurred to me on that walk that made me a little teary eyed.
I am no longer Monta or Monca, both things toddlers say when they can't pronounce my name.
I've been promoted to Monica. Sometimes Aunt Monica, but mostly just Monica.
I'll take it.
Another thought that occurred to me on that walk: Kids, you come from a long line of sinners like me.*
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*Because I have to sneak an Eric Church reference in there. Haha.
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