At dinner tonight, Natalie and I had a conversation that went like this:
Me: When you get older, you can put your dish in the sink. Right now, you're too little.
Natalie: Right. When I get older like you.
Me: Yep. Natalie... how old do you think I am?
Natalie: (without hesitation) 22!
Me: Have I ever told you that you're my favorite child???
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