A Conversation with Charlotte
I decided to make this a separate blog post because I didn’t want to make an 
excessively long blog post.
Here’s some of the conversation Charlotte and I had as she fell asleep in my arms this evening
Charlotte: "I’m Charlotte."
me: "Yes, you’re Charlotte."
Charlotte: "Nicole is not Charlotte. Nicole is a baby."
me: "Yes, Nicole is a baby."
Charlotte: "Mom, I’m not bad, bad."
me: "You’re my good little girl and I love you."
Charlotte: "My eyes open and close. . . Mouths open and close. . . .Eyes open and close. . .but eyebrows don’t open and close. . . and doors open and close. . .Boys don’t open and close."
me: "Do girls open and close?"
Charlotte: "no"
me: "Girls open and close their mouths"
Charlotte: "Mom, I’m Charlotte"
haha i remember when my daughter ashlee went through a phase where everyone had to call her ashlee or she literally threw a tantrum. she couldn’t be angel or princess or cute girl, it was always, “my name is just ashlee”. i think ashlee and charlotte would get along very well lol