"I wish I could do this all day." Melina's big hazel eyes peered up at me as she sat on the toilet.
"What? Sit there?" I said.
"Yep. All day." She leaned back against the porcelain and spread her arms as far as they could go. A slow smile crept across her face. She had the time to sit, and so she would.
Most people say that Melina is a mini-me, but in that moment, I found out exactly how she is just like her father.