Curtis: You are beautiful.
Rebekah: Call me beautiful?
Curtis: Ya, what do you think of that?
Rebekah: It makes me happy.
Curtis: If Daddy and Mommy and big girls go to the bathroom on the toilet and Bekah goes to the bathroom on the toilet, what does that make Bekah?
Bekah: Happy? (I guess she'll get logic and deduction a little later in life).
Curtis: Who loves Bekah?
Bek: Jesus.
Curtis: Who else?
Bek: God.
Curtis: Who else?
Bek: All of them love me. (Then she promptly began listing people...I'm glad she knows she's loved!)
Bekah snuggled doggy in the car and said "I'll keep you warm, doggy." And later, "Doggy's my best friend." This child needs a sibling.
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