My daughter, Danni, is two year old going on twenty-two. She has to have the last word in every conversation. My wife would say that Danni gets it from me. The other night, we were watching a DVD that I was reviewing for a giveaway on Buck’s Blog. Danni crawled out of my lap after it was done and said, “Thank you Daddy for the movie. I love you.” I replied, “You’re welcome and I love you.”
Danni pointed back at me and said, “No I LOVE YOU! This much” and spread her arms out. “No, I love you!” is what I am came back with and pointed at her.
“NO DADDY NO NO NO I LOVE YOU!” she screamed.
I guess I can let her have the last word in that case.
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