I was changing Lucy’s diaper and we were having a conversation.
I was telling her I would get a toy out of the closet so she wouldn’t have to bug Oscar.
I said, “do you know what game or toy you want?”
And she says, all wide-eyed and cute, “I want Max and Ruby, Mommy. It’s my best.”
“Max and Ruby is your best?”
“Yes, mommy. It’s my best!”