Confession: When Elizabeth is asleep, I kiss her and talk "mommy-talk" to her. (Mommy-talk is very similar to baby talk, which is why I am embarrassed to admit it.)
The other night, I went in and whispered my usual, "Mommy loves you so much. Mommy loves you. You're Mommy's good girl. Mommy loves you..." (and so on ad nauseum).
Then, because sometimes she wakes up just enough to parrot something cute back to me, I asked, "Who loves you?"
Very sweetly, in her sleep, she whispered, "Daddy." Little stinker!
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