I have a 21-month-old daughter, Lily Rose, who has me wrapped around her little finger. Lily has the limited vocabulary of a child her age. For a while she’s been saying “here ya go” when she hands me something. Usually what she’s handing me is something I wish she didn’t have in the first place, like dog food. Or the kitchen towel. Or someone’s toothbrush.

Yesterday, she handed me something off the floor and said, “Here ya go, baby.” I immediately dropped it, hoping. I only got a “here ya go” the second time, but she said the whole phrase to me again this morning. Just as quiet Westley wooed Buttercup with a simple “As you wish,” I am completely and utterly charmed by this simple four-word phrase and the child that speaks it to me.

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