My dad came down today to have a little visit with Lex. It is hysterical watching them interact. We went to dinner at Kobe, where my dad mistakenly called lex's napkin her towel, as in: Lex, wipe your hand with your towel, I mean napkin. Lex thought this was the funniest "joke" ever.
Then, tonight, Lex insisted that they sleep together. I was summoned to the guest room at one point because "Poppa honey says this is Barbie, mommy. Tell him that it's Hannah Montana." My poor dad! I was a tomboy and I'm sure he's not used to girly girl Lexo.
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