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As an end to Sam's birthday, and because we couldn't wash any more dishes due to our countertop install, we took everyone out for dinner last night.  As usual, Holly had an assortment of places we could choose from because of the coupons she had available.  We decided on Baker's Square because we hadn't been there in a while.  As we sat and waited for our dinner, Sam asked a very innocent question to Holly, 'Mommy, will I ever be 3 years old again?'  I don't think anyone could physically hit Holly hard enough to make the expression I saw on her face again.  She tried to smile and said, 'No Sam, you'll never be 3 years old again.'  She did her best to keep the tears back, but they managed to sneak through anyway.

Sam then added, 'You know Mommy, I'll just need to change some more when I'm 4 years old and then when I'm 5 years old.'  My mistake, I guess there was something that could make Holly make that expression again.  At this point Sam realized Holly was crying and was honestly concerned on why she was sad.  Holly couldn't do much but say she really wasn't sad.  Sam decided that Holly needed some comforting so he hopped out from my side of the booth and went over to Holly and said, 'It's okay Mommy, maybe we just need to sit and cuddle a little bit to make it better.'

And in all honesty, I even had a small tear after the exchange between Sam and Holly.