A conversation in the car on the way home from church Sunday:
Belle: Why am I already almost as tall as you?
Me: (Because God Laughs, baby girl!) Just kidding. I really said...Well...you have your Daddy's genes.
Me: Well, see...you have part your Daddy's makeup and part my makeup. Your body just took on Daddy's tall-ness. You and your brother both did.
Belle: Don't worry Momma. At least Sissy took on your makeup.
Thanks kid. Thanks.
Greg said that my kid just basically called me a midget. Yes she did.