My answer to either of them is always, you are, you and your sister.
“Nooo mooom, your favorite toy? Duh?”
At that point I want to clap them over the back of the back of the head.
Seriously! I’m trying to be sentimental and they’re calling me duh? I do however, restrain myself.
So today we were wandering around the supermarket aisles – actually, I was attempting to grocery shop while they literally ran circles around me, up and down the aisle, terrifying pensioners!
They were going on and on about what toys they want for Christmas and what theme they want for their next birthday party. I think the general theme was My Little Pony, or PJ Masks, or Hello Kitty.
Then the youngest turns to the eldest and says, “J…, what’s your favorite thing in the whole world?”
The eldest looks at me and says, “You are mommy!”
So the youngest, not to be outdone says, “My favorite is daddy!”
Well played girls, well played!
In case you were wandering, yes, they each got a sweet!