The cutest, the most beautiful-est

I was absorbed with cooking dinner and Peanut was in her swing. Peanut is a Mama's baby so anytime she is in her swing, I run around in circles trying to do everything at once that I cant normally get done with a baby in my arms...dishes, laundry, vacuuming, paying bills. So, when I say that I was completely absorbed in cooking dinner, I really was doing my best to get a dinner finished that was something other than frozen pizza or warmed up leftovers. Noodle was dancing around the living room jabbering away to Peanut in full conversation mode and had been for quite some time when I finally actually listened to what she was saying and it made my heart smile...."the cutest, the most beautiful-est, they call her Peanut...Presley". There is not a jealous bone in Noodle's body and I am so proud of her for being the best big sister ever! She really does think Peanut hangs the moon and when you ask her whose baby Peanut is, she proudly grins and pounds herself on the chest and says "mine".