Yeah! And check these out!
Cool! They're all so pretty and smell good.
(Sylvie doesn't say anything and watches me brush my hair for a few minutes.)
If something...happens...could I have five of your bath fizzies?
What did you say? (I knew good and well what she said. I just wanted to hear it again.)
You know...if something happens. May I have five of your bath fizzies?
Do you mean, if I DIE can you have five bath bombs?
Well, I'm not trying to bring it on to you or anything...but...yes.
(I immediately had a vision of her trying to smother me in my sleep if I told her yes so she would be able to get her inheritance. But it was also one of my proudest moments as an Aunt. I can tell that I have truly influenced this child.)
Tell you what, kiddo. Before you leave, we'll take a sack and you can take as many as you want home with you, okay?