Last night, I grabbed the girls from the back yard for some pre-dinner hand washing.
After washing her hands, Lailah looked up at me and said, "Mommy? You make dinner?"
"Yes," I responded.
Her face lit up and she started clapping enthusiastically while saying "Yay Mommy!"
Then she came over to me, stroked my arm, put her face right up to mine and said, I'm so proud of you Mommy."
Further proof that the way to Lailah's heart is though her stomach.
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