Charlotte (4) was mad at me. It was bed time, which was totally not acceptable. She refused story time, so I let her sulk in her room and went to read with Ava...next thing I know a folded up note (secured by a hair bow, naturally) came flying in to the room (and I hear little feet running back to their own room). So funny!
When I went to tuck her in, she said it was me who was sad, and her who was happy and sticking her tongue out at me. She sure told me!
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