Everybody familiar is Janet's.

"If I'd never met your mother, and didn't have another daughter equally as stunning, I'd say you are the most beautiful thing I've seen," I told Olivia.

She's lying in the middle of our big bed wearing a short-sleeved purple and blue striped onesie. Never one to accept defeat, Steph had wrestled a pair of purple socks onto Olive that had rattles hidden in the tiny elephant faces perched on top of her small feet. Every time she kicked excitedly, they'd make noise ... causing her to pause momentarily before reaching both hands out to grab hold of them again.

"Thank you," Steph said, coming out of the bathroom in only a towel just in time to catch my confession.

My ears were tuned to her movements ever since the water shut off, so I knew exactly what I was doing when I said what I did. Her current wetness is due to the shower, the one she'd just washed away had been caused solely by me before Olive had woken up.

"Anytime, Babe."

I'll compliment her and love her any and every time she lets me.