You know how parents always say that they don't have a favorite child? It all changed when we were standing in the kitchen getting dinner ready.
I made some comment about doing something when I was old and grey. The blond twin said she knew I'd never be grey. The brunette twin said, "You're already old and grey."
I looked at the blond twin and said, "You are now officially my favorite child."
The brunette twin smirked and replied, "Oh really? Dad's my favorite parent."
Touché my little one! The girl has a quick wit already. It is fun to see her use it.