A conversation had while Elise was brushing my hair,
Elise, “Mommy, how many girls did you want?”
Me, “I wanted 2 you girls, 1 Elise and 1 Belle”.
Elise, “Yes, you got 2 prisoners”.
Me, “You mean daughters?”
Elise, “No, prisoners”…
Maybe this is why earlier she asked me to go to get my hair cut again, and when I asked why, she said,
“I only like you a little bit. I want daddy to watch us again.”
Aaaww. Words from an angel. Love her!