My favorite 3 year old

Tonight little miss Baysil Wren climbed into my bed, I didn't mind. After singing our regular line up of lullabies I asked her if she was getting excited to have a baby brother... She replied that she was excited and informed me that he was coming out of my tummy after Christmas. She then went on to tell me how she was going to be his mommy when she was bigger, like this many (she held up 5 fingers) and she was going to wear glasses, because everyone who is bigger wears glasses. She is my favorite, I think tomorrow I'll ask her to tell me a story. She tells some pretty good ones, mostly about princesses locked away in tall tall towers (she has not yet seen Tangled).