Monday night, mommy doing dishes, daddy doing bathtime. The usual battle going on upstairs over the hairwashing. When suddenly:
Daddy: OK, I'm going to pour on the water, cover your eyes
Elizabeth: No!!! No water! No!!!
D: Here it comes, 1,2,3 (pour)
E: Screams and sobs
E: (sobbing) Daddy, you broke my heart!
I come upstairs after bath is over (
The next morning, Elizabeth bounds into our room.
Elizabeth: Daddy, do you like me?
D: Of course. Always.
E: (sly smile) My heart is fixed!
And with that she throws herself into Daddy's arms.