my Poor sweet daughter.

Last night, I thought everyone was a sleep and I was in my bed reading.
My daughter, Anna, seven came in and her eyes were all red and it was obvious she had been crying
I ask her what was wrong and in between sobs she says "I dont want Abby to grow up"
Awww bless her heart.. she sure does love her little sister...
I also told her now she knows how me and Daddy feel every time they all have a birthday...