Yesterday, while walking into the supermarket:
Me: I love you, sweetie.
SG: I love you, too, daddy.
Me: But you have to stop growing now. I have told you to stop before.
SG: Daddy, I have to keep growing! How will I be a grown-up if I stop growing?
Me: I don't want you to grow-up. I want you to be my little baby forever.
SG: I'm sorry, daddy, but I have to grow up now.
SG: I'll still be your baby when I'm all grown up, daddy.
Me: (unable to speak)
She doesn't have much little-girl time left. It's killing me.