Rachel put in a pretty ponytail holder and headband this morning and at breakfast Noah commented how pretty it was. She and Caleb left the table to go brush their teeth and Noah finished his cereal.
Noah: Mom, can you get me a cup of milk? Hurry, because I want to go downstairs.
Me: Why do you want to go downstairs?
Noah: Because Rachel's down there and she's so pretty I want to stand by her all day.