Little tear drops on his face this morning:
Auggie: mom why we have to grow up? I don't want to grow up? I want to be a child.
Me: why do you said that?
Auggie: when I grow up I will have a brown thing on my face. (Using his chubby hand rubbing his chin) I don't wanna have it. (Crying)
Me: how do you know that?
Auggie: I just had a dream that I grow up.
I hug him and say "Awww but you will always be my cutie"
He cry more!!
Hahaha poor thing