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L getting ready to go get her flu shot. 

Yesterday, while we were in the car L says to me, "when I grow up I want to be a doctor."  I was surprised by this because she's so afraid of them. 

Today, she while in the car.
L: I want to be a different number.
Me: What number?
L: I want to be four.
Me: What?
L:  I'm big now, I want to be four years old.

Poor L, her friend A moves up to the Pre-K 2 class and I think she wants to go.
All her friends


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