Fluffy has been the sweetest peach this vacation. Kent and I keep trying to have some profound moment with her where we express our adoration in a way that will be stamped in her memory for all time, but I think we’ve over done it.
Me: Fluffernutter, you are the best, sweetest, most wonderful child and I don’t even care if it makes you vain.
Fluffy: And you’re the best mom I could ever imagine in the universe!
Me: Well I guess we’re a match, then.
Fluffy: Totally a match. If someone were going to the store to buy us, they would say, “That mom, and that daughter. They go together!”
And on Christmas Eve:
Kent: Fluffy, I am so proud of how you gave your Woody dolls to the boys. You are such a sweet, kind, thoughful, generous sister. And you take such good care of your brothers. I am just so proud of you and the young girl that you are becoming.
Fluffy: If you have four, and you add six more…you get ten!