A Diamond is a Girl's Best Friend

An evening or so ago, Chayce asked if she could nurse the baby. We explained to her that she would have to wait till she grows up, and have her own baby before she could nurse, also adding that we hoped she'd find a nice young man first. Chayce immediately piped up with, "Yeah, and not until I get my diamond!!" Stephen looked at me with one of those, "Yup, she's yours," looks.

On another note of pride on my part...
Last night Stephen found some soggy washcloths in the tub (which I'd left...oops!), so I called out, "Sorry! My fault!" Zachary then calls out, "But, Mom, you don't have any faults." Hee hee, that's my boy!!! We'll see how long I can keep him fooled. ;)