Why I was blessed with girls!

(This post is for my mom.)

I love my dear husband. He is so good to me and to our 4 daughters. He helps me with whatever I ask, he cooks dinner for us (OFTEN), he goes along with almost every idea I have for the house. BUT, he is like most men and is not as detailed as I would like when sharing information. Example:
After a phone conversation with his parents:
Me: How's your mom and dad?
Tim: Good.
Me: What did they have to say?
Tim: I don't know.
Me: Well, I heard you say this "----", what did they say after that?
Tim: I can't remember.

Now, Tonight Alexa talked to her Uncle Dave, cousin, Landon and Grandpa Gibb. Here is how our conversation went:
Me: What did Uncle Dave say?
Alexa: He said, "---" and then I said, "---" and then he said, "---". And then Landon got on the phone and he said, "---" and then I said, "---" - you get the idea.

I LOVE these girls. I see many late nights of listening to their conversations being replayed by them in our future. I can't wait.