Eliza said two things today that made me think I should write that down before I forget. And I already forgot what the first one was. But the second one...
I was putting her to bed and she was getting all tucked in when she said, "Mom, I am never going to get married."
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because whenever I see a boy, he just walks right past me! And I just walk right past him! We don't go on a date... we don't kiss... we just walk right past each other!"
At this point all I could do is laugh. Definitely 3, going on 30.