A few weeks ago, Haley turned to Andy at the dinner table and said, in the sweetest little honeyed voice, "Daddy, give me your money." Whoa. She is 2. We all busted out laughing, but afterwards Andy looked shaken. "Am I screwed?" he asked. Most definitely. Haley already has the head tilt and the eyelash batting down, and reserves her sweetest kisses for her Daddy. When we had a snow day last week, Aiden came to work with me, and Haley stayed home with Andy. By the end of the morning she was painting sparkly pink nail polish on his toes. Definitely screwed.
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