Date

Natalia was dressed for the day, but then wanted her little mermaid night gown over the top of her clothes. She went downstairs and found her "Target dollar section dress-up" high heels, which she calls "ballet slippers." After putting them on, she announced very excitedly, "GOODBYE, I'm going on a date!" Then she scooted out of my room.

Not 20 seconds later she was back. "How was your date?" I asked.

"Good," she said.

"Who took you on a date?" I had to ask.

"Daddy!" she was happy to report.

(If we can just keep it that way until she is 18!!!! =)