One night, Abby was crying at bed time. She wanted to play a computer game/watch a movie/do anything that would delay bed time a little longer. We put her to bed, crying, and not too long after she came to find Chad and myself in our room (we were rearranging).
Abby: What are you doing?
Chad: Moving our bed. Do you want to help? (Abby nods) Ok, you can help us move our bed, then it's time to go to sleep.
Abby: Yay! That's why I was crying Daddy, because I wanted to help you move your bed.
Me: Abby, I think you're full of beans.
Abby: (dead serious) Yeah, I am. Natalie gave them to me for lunch today.
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Me: Abby, Poppa saw your dance movie. He thinks you were so cute.
Abby: I am so cute. (duh)
Me: (trying to think of a way to focus on good character, not just good looks) And you were such a good listener. That's very important too, right?
Abby: (shrugs shoulders)
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Abby: ... Like Bill the Bobber?
Me: You mean Bob the Builder?
Abby: Yep! It's Calvin's favorite tape-on-book.
Me: Book-on-tape?
Abby: No... Colby ripped it and Natalie taped it. Tape-on-book!
