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!