H: Did you order me that dress?
Me: I did.
H: Did you ask Papa?
Me: Ha. No.
H: You just make all the decisions, don't you?
Me: You are just too awesome for words, HP. Where did I get such a gorgeous girl?
H: From your belly!
5:30a.m. H rolls over and threads her arms into mine, putting her mouth up to my ear.
H: I really need pizza.
B: Momma, I say "roar" you say "ahh." Roar!
Me: Ahh!
B: Roar!
Me: Ahh!
B: Boo!
Me: Ahh!
B: No! I no say "roar." Listen to me. 'Stand [Understand] me?
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