My daughter announced this morning that she liked her daddy more than me. I was apparently liked at a value of 100, but Daddy was liked at a value of 1000. However, she did say she wanted to be like me. . “a grumpy queen who gets to tell people what to do.” (According to her, she is currently just a mere princess)
I believe our values changed at lunch when Daddy forgot to pick up her travel iced tea with the colorful, curvy straw; her crayons; and her menu/activity book from the restaurant. She was heartbroken for several long miles.
