Aug 23 2012
Best Friends
Tonight at dinner, Sam and I had this conversation:
S: [unintelligible toddler-babble] . . . bes’ fwen
M: What was that, baby? Are you my best friend?
S: No. I not you bes’ fwen.
M: [with sad face] You’re not my best friend? Oh, I’m sorry. Who is your best friend?
S: [grinning ear to ear, head tilted in that adorable way] Lily!
Can you say *MELT*?