Gracie has been in rare form these days. Yesterday's conversation..."Mom, that's not how it goes." "Oh, your'e right Gracie, that's not how it goes." pause "I like being right!"
Day before yesterday she is sitting on my lap, snuggling and hugging me, cups my face in her hands, looks at me intently and says "Mommy?"
"Yes, Gracie?"
"Are you trying to grow a moustache?"
Gotta love those kids!
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