Rose was getting dressed for school yesterday and I was struck by how much she looked like a big girl in her boot-cut jeans and hot pink tee, and I told her so. Charles has to get in on the conversation so he says, "I look like a big girl in my jeans too!" And Rose says, "No, you're not a girl. I'm a girl. You're a daddy." I suggested that her daddy was a man, and she said "You're a man, daddy."
Then she looked at me and grabbed both sides of my face and said to me, "You're a princess."
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Awwww. Made my eyes water a little bit. Or it could be that I’ve not showered yet. Either way, that girl melts my heart.
One of those times when I think, eh, children *might* not be such a bad idea, after all. Still, not really convinced…