Millie, Millie, Quite Contrary

Around midnight, when I've gone in to change her diaper, snuggle her and put her back to bed: I'm so glad you're my girl

Whispered back to me: I Daddy's girl.

Is that good?

No, it not good. It really tasty.

Is that so cold?

Not, it not so cold. It freezing.

Oh man, it's so bright outside today!

No, Mom. It not bright. It sunny!

 I think it's too hot.

It not too hot. It really warm.

Oh, synonyms. You're so much fun.

But didn't I ask that she turn out more like her dad than me? Yeesh.