Last night Belle and I were working up in the craft room before dinner. As we sat down to eat, I realized that I had forgotten my pop upstairs. This is the conversation that ensued:
Me: I don't suppose you'd go get my Diet Coke for me?
Belle: Did you leave it upstairs?
Me: Yes, ok I'll just go get it.
Belle: While you're up there will you get me my water?
She is something else!