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But that's not the full extent of my nefarious influence on the girls. Hayden has also apparently inherited my propensity for teasing Beth about her height. Here are a few examples.
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As anybody who has been within earshot of her knows, Marley talks. A lot. So we started calling her "Little Miss Chatterbox" and bought her a hat and a shirt featuring that character.
Hayden, always wanting more apparel, decided she wanted a "Little Miss Naughty" shirt. That led to the following exchange.
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Beth: If you're Little Miss Naughty and Marley is Little Miss Chatterbox, who would I be?
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Hayden: Little Miss Little!
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Boom! Roasted.
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Beth tripped and fell over the weekend and hit her eye on a desk. She's mostly okay now, but it left her with a quite visible shiner on her right eye. People have been asking me (jokingly, I hope) about why I have been beating her.
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One night when we were all in the living room, I was telling Beth, "You know I still love you, Tina Baby" like creepy Ike did in the Tina Turner biopic What's Love Got To Do With It.
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I then asked Hayden, "Do you think we should call Mommy 'Tina Baby'?"
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Without hesitating, she said "No, we should call her 'Teeny Weeny.'"
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Boom! Roasted again.
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Finally, I'm assistant coaching her soccer team and she came to a coaching clinic I had to take. We had a great time and she made these awesome pictures the next day.
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