Prepare yourself for a sweetness overload.
Over the weekend I got to see my cousin Molly and her daughter Bess, who is quite possibly the cutest girl I have ever met. Don't believe me? Well then here's a picture:

Adorable, no?
Anyway, back to the story. Molly told me about a conversation she had with Bess a couple weeks after seeing me at Christmas, which took place while watching some sort of dancing show:
Bess: I could never dance like that....but Sarah could.
Molly: Sarah who?
Bess: My Sarah.
Molly: You mean my cousin Sarah?
Bess: No, my cousin Sarah.
I almost died when she told me this. How sweet is that? "my Sarah". I've never been owned by a child before, but she's so adorable I really don't mind.
Another obligatory Bess shot:

She's so Rockstar!
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