Lily and I were snuggling before bed.
"Lily, you're my favorite five-year-old in the whole world. I love you."
"Mommy, you're my favorite.... How old are you, Mommy?"
"I'm thirty-eight"
"Oh. You're my favorite -- (pause) You're really old!"
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A lot of the girls I snuggle with say the same thing about me.
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