Grace ran to the door to say goodbye to her Dad as we left for the evening: "I love you, Dad, to the moon and back FIFTY TIMES!" And then she was off to play with Auntie Cassie and Josh. Sweet, sweet girl.
There are three types of kisses she asks for each night:
1) The Butterfly Kiss: Flit eyelashes across her cheeks
2) The Eskimo Kiss: Rub noses to noses
3) The British Kiss: Kiss each cheek and say, "Love you, Dahling!"
"Let's talk about our day, Mom," she says as we lounge in bed on the mornings of my days off.
I've never met a 3-year old who wants to know the PARENTS' names of all of her preschool friends. Addi's dad is John, Emma's mom is Patricia..."and what's Luke's mom's name?" Stacy. And Luke is the name of Dylan's younger brother who helps drop off Dylan to preschool each day, by the way. Sheeeesh, girl. She helps ME remember names!
"He loves me," she states as Josh runs to give her a hug when we pick her up from preschool. Such confidence...
1 comment:
So cute!! Really, such a reveal of her tender, sweet-sweet heart!!! Loved reading your Gracisms post! :)
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