This morning started out just how all of my favorite Saturdays begin--the pit pat of little feet in the dark that wakes us up just enough to be prepared for the sudden dogpile of two little half-asleep bodies.
Paul said, "So the other day I asked Chloe what she thought I should get you for Christmas. She said..."
Chloe: "A diamond ring!"
Paul: "Hmmm, I don't know. Any other ideas?"
Chloe: "A diamond necklace?"
Paul: "Try again."
Chloe: "Diamond earrings."
I like the way this girl thinks!