Fresh out of bed musings of a 4YO

E: Mummy, I'm the most beautiful little girl aren't I?

M: Yes, darling you are.

E: Yes, more beautiful than all the others.

M: Well I think so. But Esme, let me tell you... all the other mummy's think that their little girl's are the most beautiful. And when you have a little girl one day, you will think that she is the most beautiful. It's all to do with loving them so much.

Esme ponders and coming up to kiss me, says,

E: But you are the most beautiful of all the mummy's.

That's how to start the day. And it's Friday ;-)