An interview of sorts

I have been asking her if she's a baby or a big girl for the past six months, whenever she looks at me like I should be talking to her.

A sad day indeed when I realized I needed to ask if she's a big girl or a little girl.  Luckily, she always tells me she's a little girl.

I should stop asking before she decides to say she's big.  That will be a tiny bit heartbreaking (yes, that's a glass-is-half-empty attitude but give me a break, she's my baby).