Rachel graciously let us sleep late this morning. Result: When we got up at 9, Rachel had already gotten herself dressed, put on her fairy wings and was playing quietly by herself.
At one point she went upstairs and told Drew that she was making her own book.
"I'm doing some make up capital letters," she said. "If you don't recognize them, don't freak out."
Um...ok, sweetie!
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In the middle of breakfast, Rachel suddenly got up from her chair and came around the table to give me a hug.
"Oh, sweetie!!" I exclaimed, hugging her back. "How did we end up with such a wonderful little girl?"
She smiled, like she usually does, and I answered, like I usually do, "I always ask you that and you never answer. You just smile!"
Then she said:
"Because I was a wonderful little baby and I grew up into a wonderful little girl!"
Truer words were never spoken, kid.
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