Today through my lazy, sleepy mood I offer you this morsel of cuteness from the infamous BQ. Enjoy.
(while eating her lunch)
BQ: “Mommy, you’re perfect for me.”
Me: “What sweetie?” (seriously, my hearing these days is mediocre at best)
BQ: “Moooooom-mmmmmmmy (slightly annoyed at my deafness and for emphasis) you are perrrrrrrrrrrrrr-fect for me.”
Me: “That sounds sweet honey. What do you mean?” (yes, I’m lame and want to know what exactly is churning behind the phrase inside her mind).
BQ: “Well, you make me food and do things for me. You take care of me. You’re perfect for me.”
Me: (a little misty) “Thanks cutie. You’re pretty perfect for me too.”
Love that girl!!