The other morning, she greeted me with, "When is my baby sister coming?"
"You don't have a baby sister coming."
(She pats her belly) "I'm going to have a baby in here really soon."
We went to the mall, and she was observing the escalators, which are a special treat to ride with Daddy on.
"We can't ride the escalators when Daddy isn't here. They will kill me."
Apparently, we've read one too many bible stories that talk about people getting killed.
She was in the car with Chris the other day, and she announced with wonder, "I just had a backwards toot!!"
We still aren't quite sure what happened there.
This morning, she woke up around 7am crying loudly. I went in and got her settled in and back to sleep. When she woke up, we were talking about her crying. I asked what she had been crying about, and she informed me, "There was a big snot in my bed."
That explains it.
She said "Hey Y'all!" for the first time. Yes, she is definitely from Alabama.