Quote of the Day

This weekend Abigail came into our room while John and I were laying across our bed just talking. It was already made up, all of the pillows properly stacked. He was sitting on one corner and I was laying across the other. Abigail comes in, climbs up and wants to jump on the bed and land in the pile of pillows. We said, "No jumping on the bed, sweetie." She says in her three-year-old-high-pitched-wee-little-voice, "I knoooow. I have uh ideeeea. Wes tom-pro-mize. I push an you faw off de bed!" It was just hilarious to hear this wee widdle voice say such a mouthful of a word: compromise. Who could resist such a thing?!?!?