Last night Fred saw Mary chatting in the mirror while she brushed her teeth.
He quietly went to the door and peeked his head in.
"Who are you talking to Mary?"
Catching her by surprise she waited a moment before answering.
"Oh, and what were you speaking to yourself about?"
Almost exactly what you'd expect from a four year old little girl.
"What about princesses Mary?"
"They're good to eat." she replied giggling.
Can you tell yet-she has 7 older brothers?