A snippet of today's conversation.
Mama: (softly, adoringly at her cherubic only child) Livy, I love you so much.
Livy: (shrieking, with a glint of cruel ardor in her eyes) I LOVE BROBEE!!!!!
And, with friends and skillz like these can you blame her? Sigh. First runner-up is first loser, Mama.
(p.s. - Remember the time I lived with 2 girls in college who listened to this every damn day?
I didn't until today, and now I'm confident that this song will be as stuck in my head as Angie Hart's haircut is stuck on it.)