My Little Green Bean

I love talking to my girls.  They are so sweet and smart and ridiculously silly.  A couple of mornings ago, Audrey was hesitating going down the stairs on the front porch and Charlotte came up next to her and said, "Come on, my little green bean!"  She kills me!

My favorite part of the story, however, is that I couldn't remember today what she called her.  So at dinner I asked her if she remembered what she called Audrey the other day.  She said she didn't know, so I was guessing out loud and asked if it was pickle and she said, "Oh!  I remember!  She's my little green bean!"

I heart them.