Thursday, February 26, 2015

And Then I Died From all the Sweetness

I'm in the driver's seat. Ellie is in the back, in her carseat, deep in thought.

"Mommy, where's Daddy?"

"Daddy's working."

"Daddy's working?"


"My Daddy working."

ten seconds of silence

"Mommy, my Daddy got Ellie flashlight."

"Daddy got you a flashlight?!"


"Oh, wow, that's cool."

"He's sooooo nice!"

"He IS nice. You have a very nice Daddy."

about 30 seconds pass, Ellie sits in the back, deep in thought...

"Hey Mommy?"

"Yes, baby?"

"Daddy is my... Daddy is... Daddy my.... Daddy is my best..... Daddy is my best Christmas."

I'm sorry, but that just needed to be documented.

She is my best Christmas.

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