C just called me her best friend. She was going downstairs with my mom and said “daddy’s my best friend!”

I just want to take note of this. It’s January 4, 2010, C is 2 and almost a half, and I am her best friend.

C: I neeeeed that!!
Me: No, that’s just for looks.
C: But I neeeeeed looks!

I’m not sure whom she was talking to, but it wasn’t me. Very likely it was her foot or hand.

First we need mama to get the remote, then I can watch wonder pets in my little bed. We’ll be right back, ok?

Let’s go wake mama up and get Wonderpets. Then I’m going to put my glove on and get Wonderpets.