Abiah had stolen a bracelet away from Hazel and thrown it into the family room. Amelia followed him and with a stern look and hands on her hips she told him, "Abiah, dat is not how you tweat a Lady."
Coming down stairs "just one more time" after being put to bed to tell me she was sweating, Hazel reassured me with, "It's ok. In 20 years I'll be better."
Abiah: What's 8+8?
Hazel: I was almost gonna think of that!
Life with girls is a fun ride. :)