I always tell Amelia that’s she’s my favorite and she says “no, no I’m not” or something silly in response. It’s a bit of a running joke with us.
She earned the title favorite again this evening. We were tucking her into bed laying with her and she accidentally bounced into my stomach. She knows to be gentle so she immediately lifted up my shirt and kissed my belly, said sorry to the baby and said “good night baby jelly bean” (she calls the baby “baby jelly bean”). She then pulled down my shirt and smoothed it out. I giggled and said “are you making it nice and dark for baby jelly bean” and she said “yes, she (she doesn’t know the difference between he/she usage so everyone is a she) doesn’t have curtains.”
Isn’t she the cutest? It’s clear why she’s my favorite.
