I'm off work on Fridays so grandkids, Isabelle and Kayla, stayed the night last night.
Isabelle : [singing her own song].
Grandma: Why, Isabelle, that is a beautiful song. Did you think of that all by yourself?
Isabelle: Yes, all in my own voice.
Later
Isabelle: [whining over some imaginary slight]
Kayla: Come here, Isabelle, you need a hug to feel better.
[Hugs]
Grandma: Do you feel better now, Belle?
Isabelle: Sure I do!
