So Scott and I commit the cardinal sin of parenting once in awhile.... we ask the kids who their favorite is. Yep, that's right, we try to get them on our respective sides. :) It's always in fun, and we usually tickle them to death if they pick the opposite parent.
As we were putting them to bed the other night, Noah chose Scott, and Tyler (2 1/2)was a die-hard Mommy's boy. He looked me straight in the eyes and said,
"You're my best, Mommy."
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