Just a few more weeks and it’s Xmas break. Can’t wait.
Mom, be home soon. Pops, see you when we see you.
Doll – you’re magical. Thanks for the finest 8N8.
Her: You’re welcome!
Me: Thanks, Doll.
Her: No, you don’t even know you’re thanking me for. (takes spoon out of her mouth and sets it on the night stand)
Me: Sorry, Doll.
Her: You’re welcome because when you kiss me I’ll taste like peanut butter.
Me: 🙂 Thanks, Babe.