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My sweet baby girl turned 4 last week! And as a way to celebrate her embarking on a new year of life, I decided to interview her. These are her raw, uncensored truths. And the wise old age of 4. Just wait until you get to the last question. Brilliance! Sheer brilliance. And without further adieu...

Me: What is something mom always says to you?
Alivia: You love me.

(true)

Me: What makes Mama happy?
Alivia: We bake cookies together.

(well, eating the dough makes me happy...)

Me: What makes mom sad?
Alivia: Not baking cookies.

(that does weigh heavily on my mind at times)

Me: How does your mom make you laugh?
Alivia: Tickle me.

(straight up Elmo style)

Me: Who are your mom’s best friends?
Alivia: Me and Andrew

(she's so modest)

Me: How old is your mom?
Alivia: 21

(I deposited $100 in her bank account just now. Because she said that.)

Me: How tall is your mom?
Alivia: 60 inches

(um, yeah. She’s pretty darn close. I’m actually 62 inches)

Me: What is Mom’s favorite thing to do?
Alivia: Bake cookies.

(Again, it's not so much the baking as the eating of the dough that I enjoy.)

Me: What does your mom do when you’re not around?
Alivia: Play hide and go seek.

(How did she know?!?)

Me: If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for?
Alivia: Me

(Again. With the modesty.)

Me: What is your mom really good at?
Alivia: Baking cookies.

(All I care about is eating the dough, Alivia. How have you not seen this by now?)

Me: What is your mom not very good at?
Alivia: Making funny faces.

(She's wrong. Dead wrong. Here's the proof)

Me: What does your mom do for her job?
Alivia: Work on the computer.

(Yes, that's true.)

Me: What is your mom’s favorite food?
Alivia: Hot bread!

(Dang, this girl is smart! I love hot bread!!!)

Me: What makes you proud of your mom?
Alivia: Baking cookies.

(Liv. Pay close attention. I don't bake. I eat. The dough.)

Me: Who is your mom’s favorite cartoon character?
Alivia: Archuleta

(I don't even know what to say in response to that. As in David? And in that case, how does she even know about him? Someone get back to me on that.)

Me: What do you and your mom do together?
Alivia: Fall in love.

(We need to have a serious talk about boundaries.)

Me: How are you and your mom the same?
Alivia: Wearing shirts.

(Yup. We are both wearing shirts! Great observation!)

Me: How are you and your mom different?
Alivia: Not wearing the same shirts.

(Yes, they are different shirts! And thank God for that, because your shirt is from the Supercross....and that's not really my thing, per se...)

Me: How do you know your mom loves you?
Alivia: Hugging.

(Awwww...)

Me: Where is your mom’s favorite place to go?
Alivia: Jalapeño Mexican Restaurant and Alfie’s.

(Wrong and barf.)

Me: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Alivia: An ambulance.

(Good luck with that, Alivia. I am here to support you in whatever way I can.)

Happy Birthday Baby Girl!!! I love you lots and lots and I'm super proud of you. Hey, I have an idea....let's make cookies together!