The Babe' talks and talks.

Okay we're all in Bronte's room saying prayers.
Daddy:...and Thank you for Gran'ma and Dakotah...
Bronte: And Grammy and Pa-pah and my two sisters...
Mommy and Daddy quickly exchanged confused looks. Mommy thinking she must have misunderstood.
We wrapped up the prayer shortly then questioned the Babe'.
Mommy: two sisters?
Bronte: yes.
Mommy:who are your sisters?
Bronte:(happly) Mommy and Daddy!
So obviously we have some work to do...