That Tiny Moment

This is the kind of story that I wish would happen more often.  It's just a little moment that shines through all the crazy you get to deal with as a restaurant server.

I had a young family at one of my tables last night.  They had two little girls.  One was probably about three and the other was brand new.  They had matching shirts, except for the older girl's said "Big Sister" and the baby's said "Little Sister."

I thought it was adorable so I mentioned it.  I told the older girl that I was a big sister too, and I had two little sisters.

She looked at me, thought about it, and quite innocently said:

"Where's your shirt?"

Such a cutie.