Tonight at dinner in the freezing air conditioned restaurant your were only wearing shorts and a “tanker top” as you call it.  You came up to me and the following conversation took place.

“Mommy, I am freezing!” You said.

“Here take my sweater, I forgot yours.”  I said as I started to take off my sweater.

“But I don’t want you to be cold Mommy, I can’t.” sadly, proclaimed by the sweetest face…yours.

I gave you my sweater anyways.  I always will.

It’s little things like that show me how wonderful your character already is at just 5 years old.