Meg: (slightly crossing her eyes at me) Mommy, when I do this, you have two heads.
Me: (not sure what she was talking about at first) When you...? Oh, when you cross your eyes.
Meg: Yeah. You have two heads when I do that!
David: (with a sly glance at me) Did you know that Mommy always has two heads, and your two eyes just make it look like one?
There was a momentary puzzled silence... and then I saw the tiny smirk on my husband's face. After that I laughed for a loooong time. My sweet, sweetie-sweet husband, telling our kids that I have two heads. Flattering, no? What a charmer!
How I do love that guy.
And so do our kids...
(That last one is Esme and Daddy having a quality Angry Birds moment. Up until two weeks ago, Angry Birds was a delight we were all perfectly content to ignore, but... not so much any more. Much to my chagrin.)
He's the love of our lives!