Every night at bedtime, I ask the Bean "what was your favorite part of today?" Tonight, lying on her bed between her Daddy (home from his trip, hooray!) and me, she thought for a long beat before answering, "well, some days are so special that it's hard to choose a favorite part, because the whole day was my favorite."
Our hearts swelled. Daddy's first day home was so special. She missed him so much! She's so happy he's home!
"Was today one of those special days, Bean?" I ask, smiling.
"Mmmm... no." (cracks up laughing)
Where does she get it.