"No. Do you want to be my mini me?
"Yes."
"Great. You're it."
I shouldn't have been surprised when we were shopping recently and Ella picked out, among all of the fun printed shirts in the girls' department, a plain, cap-sleeved, green T-shirt. "Look, Mom. Isn't this awesome?"
"Looks a little plain to me. Are you sure you like it?"
"Yes! Look, Mom! It's exactly like the ones you wear." True enough.
When we got home she disappeared into her room. She came out a few minutes later wearing her new t-shirt, jeans and flip flops. She saw me smiling at her, and even though she tried to play it cool a little smile escaped before she scurried downstairs.
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