Morning. I'm in the kitchen. I hear Alice plodding down the stairs.
Me: Is that Alice I hear?
I hear her feet begin to run.
Alice: It's meeee!
She runs into the kitchen. I pick her up and give her a big hug. She wraps her arms around my neck.
Me: Good morning, you.
Alice: Good morning, Dad.
I put her down. She is still looking up, looking past me to the ceiling.
Alice: Wow. You go almost all the way up.