Gracen: (as she slowly walks towards the kitchen while giving me a adorably sly sideways smile) Grae Grae have some yogurt raisins?
Mama: (raises her eyebrows)
Gracen: (in a sing-songy voice mastered only by hearing it time and time again) It’ll cost three kisses… (she quickly jumps into my lap, takes my face in her hands, delivers three very purposeful kisses, and jumps down again)
Mama: Thanks for the kisses, Love.
Gracen: Grae Grae has yogurt raisins now. Dat’s a treat. Grae Grae has a treat, Mama has a treat. Mama has TWO treats!
This girl’s got skills…