Over the weekend Rylan and I got to go shopping (well, for groceries - how exciting is that?) on our own. As she and I were circling the aisles, she said something very sweet to another customer, and as we walked away I said to her...
"You are my sweet little girl. My little honey."
"I'm not your honey, mommy. Daddy is your honey. I'm your little girl"
Of course this was stated so loudly that everyone within a 3 aisle radius could hear.
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