Today we were walking along Exchange Street at Old Port Fest in Portland. No one remembered where the car was parked or even where to start looking. I took a wild guess...the stars...and the car appeared after our next turn. Very proud of myself, I asked Claire, "Claire, who's the man?" she replied knowingly, "Daddy." A second went by before she asked "Daddy, who's the GIRL?" Laughing, she answered her own question, "Mommy and Claire!"
Just another reason that girls rule.