“Can you do me a favor?” She asks me.
“Okay, little girl. Tell me.” I tell her sitting on the couch next to where she sits.
“Will you take my picture?” She says already pouting her tiny mouth in pose.
“That’s not possible.”
“Well, I take pictures of only pretty girls.” I tease her, turning away from her so as to hide the funny grin spreading on my face.
She don’t say anything for a few minutes.
“Can I ask you something?” She says once again, disappointment already masking her adorable face. I nod lightly suppressing my laughter.
“Am I pretty?” She asks me.
“No.” I shake my head. “You are the prettiest.”I touch the tip of her nose with my forefinger and she giggles happily.
I smile at her.