Today we were working in the den when Isabel walked in and Gino said…
Gino: I love you.
Isabel: I love Mommy.
Gino: Who loves me?
Isabel: Daisy…
A few nights ago, we were talking to Isabel about her big brown eyes and how we have had several people comment on how lovely they are. The next morning at breakfast the conversation went like this…
Isabel: My eyes are little.
Me: Your eyes are little? Why is that?
Isabel: Because my big ones are at home…