Elisa
I stared at Ansel and could hardly contain my laughter. I couldn't believe how annoyed he was because a six-year-old girl told him she didn't like him.
"What do you mean you don't like me? Everyone likes me," Ansel frowned.
"I don't like you because you're ugly," Sadie said nonchalantly.
Oh boy, I looked at them wide-eyed.
Ansel gasped. "How dare you, tiny human! I am not ugly. If I was ugly, I wouldn't be so popular with the ladies. And guess what, I was named one of the most handsome eligible bachelors in Forbes magazine, so the joke's on you, missy!"
Sadie turned to me. "Mommy, what's e-rigi-ble bachalor?"
I rolled her eyes. Is this guy for real? "Sadie, sweetie. Don't be rude. And Ansel, are you seriously arguing with a six-year-old? Who is the adult here?"
Ansel ignored
