Not really flattered about this...

Luci likes wearing my nightgowns (those t-shirt looking things, nothing slinky here) for bedtime.  Fine.  I don't mind.  I really think it's sweet that she wants to wear them.

Except for the comment tonight:

Look, Daddy!  Don't you like my nightgown?  

Yes.  Maybe someday you'll be tall enough to wear that without tripping.

Yeah!  But now, if I fall off a cliff, it can be my parachute!