Last night dinner went remarkably smoothly. I was feeding Adam while T.J. was fixing some leftovers for the girls. Bronwen was being especially good, asking for her milk and waiting patiently. T.J. forgot or got distracted, and she asked again. T.J. apologized, telling her something along the lines of "I am getting it right away." Bronwen replied, "Oh thanks, Dad, you are the best boy in the whole world!" I can't remember what I said to her now, but she said in reply, "Mom, you are the best girl in the world!"
I then told her, "Bronwen, YOU are the best girl in the world!" And as I was thinking about it, I decided to amend my statement because I didn't want Lila to feel inferior, so I then said, "Bronwen you are the best three-and-a-half year old in the world!"
Bronwen replied, "Thanks, Mom, you are the best 25-year old girl in the world!"
My reply: "Bronwen, I love you even more."
Bronwen: "Aw, thanks Mom."
2 comments:
She certainly is the best 3 1/2 year old I know. I like when you write the slice of life stories. It reminds me of my time at Camp Wonderful.
25 years old... she's good.
I, too, like these little snipits. It reminds me that I am a slacker when it comes to blogging.
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