Miss Izzie. Sweet Bella.
Last night, after cleaning the bedroom, and eating dinner. I got the baby to sleep. I was folding laundry, that agonizing chore, and Miss Izzie comes in with a hooded towel (her baby sister's of course) over her head flying around telling me she was a super hero.
Then she got another towel and put it on my head. Told me I was "Mama man" and we ran around playing for a while.
When she went to bed, as I was tucking her in, she whispered "I love you "Mama man"
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