Upstairs

"Rose Baby, why not the blue one?"

"Bink."

"Okay Pink. You like it because the Colonel gave it to you." Rose nodded with a smile.

"'Ove conel and 'ampy Sherman."

"Yes Grampa Sherman bought you your sandals." Margaret said zipping up the dress. "Now what do you say we put your hair in pigtails?"

"'Kay Mommy." Rose said happily as she bounced in front of the mirror and started twirling around.

"Rose Baby, you have to hold still." Margaret said lauginh at the little girl.

"Um, 'kay Mommy." Rose said as she stopped twirling and faced her mother.

"That's my Rose Bud," Rose smiled as Margaret put her hair into tiny pigtails. 'How's that?"

"Pretty." Rose looked at her mother. "Mommy?"

"What is it?"

"What you gonna wear?"

"I don't know, do you have something in mind?" Rose nodded.

"I get it! Mommy do hair."

"Okay." Margaret said standing up. Rose bounced across the room and pulled out a light pink sundress from the closet.

"I got it Mommy!" Rose said excitedly as Margaret pulled back some hair into a barret. "Bink Mommy, just like me!"

"I see that. Why don't you put your sandles on while I get dressed?"

"'Kay." Rose said sitting down. Margaret smiled and put on the light pink sundress. "Mommy help!" Margaret looked over and saw Rose tangled in her sandals. She smiled and walked over.

"You see Rose, the sandal with the R on is goes on your right foot, not your left."

"Oh, sorry."

"Don't be baby girl. It's hard isnt it?" Rose nodded. "There." Margaret smiled as she stood up.

"Tank you."

"You're welcome. Can you get Mommy's sandals?"

"'Kay!" Rose said bouncing to the wall that had shoes lined up. "Tese ones?" She asked holding up white ones.

"Those are the ones." Rose bounced over as she usually did, handed her mother he sandels and say next to her.

"Mommy?"

"Yes?"

"Do you 'ove Daddy?"

"Rose," Margaret said bringing the toddler onto her lap. "I've known Daddy for a long time. I do love him, I love him very much. He makes me smile just like you do. He hugged me when I needed it, and made me laugh."

"Like me?"

"Like you. You are very much like your Daddy."

"But look like Mommy."

"Yes. What do you say we go to dinner now?"

"'Kay!" Rose said holding her mother's hand as they walked back downstairs.