Today, during lunch, H and I were discussing dessert, and how she cannot have dessert unless she's eaten a good amount of her lunch. This following dialogue is word for word, word.
H: Are you allowed to have dessert?
Me: Only if I eat my lunch first!
H: I love love LOVE LOVE BEER! But I'm not allowed!
Me: What? Beer?!
H: YES! I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE BEER!
Me: Who gives you beer?
Me: Um...But only a little bit, right?
H: Yup! Like this shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhllllllllllllllllluuuuurp!
As much as she drives me nuts, I love her to death. It's never boring with Little Miss H.M.