Tonight, when I was putting Elizabeth to bed, we were talking about playing with friends tomorrow and how one of the little girls who will be there is five. FIVE! Whoa. And I took my hand and jumped my fingers across her fingers, one-two-three-four-five.

And apparently I have not counted on her fingers like that before or at least not in a while. She got this huge grin on her face and then she said “and now I will walk MY fingers on your hand!”