After telling her that I was going to go out to see my friends and Papa would be with her for dinner and bedtime…

“Dat’s a sad fing.  Grae Grae want to keep Mama. Dat Mama is da best mama.”

 

 

On the day it was time to compost her beloved polka dotted pumpkin…

“Dat’s a very sad fing, Mama… Frowing da punkin in da compost.  Grae Grae no like dat.”

 

 

Talking about the Apple onesie Bradley bought her in Cupertino…

“Dat one’s from Canaforna.  Papa bought it dere.  Grae Grae loves Canaforna. Grae Grae wants to drive to her.”

 

 

During a post-nap cuddle with Mama…

“Dis is da best Mama. Dis is Grae Grae’s mama. Grae Grae loves only dis mama.”

 

Goodness gracious… When she says things like this I could just eat her up.

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