we went to los angeles for a few days and my parents kept our kids. when we returned, i was told the following story:
carter had been tattle taling on my dad all day. she walks into my parents bedroom where my mom is and proclaims, "papaw is wrong."
my mom: "wrong about what?"
carter: "he says i am not as cute as i think i am!"
hahahahahahahahahahaha! oh, to be that confident.