Bryson: Did you hear Baylor (University) put up an RGIII statue?
Me: Yeah? That's nice.
Bryson: Doesn't it seem a little premature?
Me: No. I mean, it's for his time there.
Bryson: Yeah, I know. That's what I'm saying. It just seems a little soon.
Me: Well, no matter what he does in the NFL, it doesn't change what he did there. (after thinking for a moment) Unless he does something irretrievably stupid.
Baylor: (to me) You said a BAD word!!!
Me: Uh ...
Baylor: (in an accusatory voice) I hear when you say bad words!!!
(every night before I leave her room after getting her in bed)
Amalia: Wait, Mommy, waaaaait. I have to get situated!
(after bath time tonight ...)
Me: Baylor, I love you.
Baylor: I love you, too. Mommy?
Baylor: I'm so glad you're my mommy!
Me: Aww, buddy, me too.
Amalia: Mommy, you are the best mom I have ever had.
Me: Thank you, Amalia. I think you are right. I am the only mom you've ever had, though, so ...
Bryson: Mollie, maybe you mean she's the best mommy in the world.
Bryson: Oh. Well, ...
Amalia: Maybe one of the best?