While sitting at dinner yesterday Beatrice was talking about the sizes of the people in our family. We've been talking about how Maggie is growing up and about how big Obie is getting and she hears these things and computes them in her odd little mind. So at dinner she's looking at everyone's plates or cups or something and starts going through how big each person is by how big their item is. She starts, "Obie is big. I'm bigger. Maggie is biggest!" Then she stops for a moment. "And Mom is, uh, uh, biggest..er. And Dad is most biggest of all!!"
Biggester. I'm not sure that's a title I want to live up to.
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