- Over the last week or two she has come in our room in the middle of the night saying she had a "scary sleep story" (bad dream)...sometimes about a "sharptooth" (tyrannosaurus rex) and sometimes about other things. We are obviously big fans of The Land Before Time movies.
- When she is frustrated by something she is trying to do, she says "GOLLEIF!" - which seems to be a hybrid of "golly" and "good grief".
- Waking up with a stuffy nose yesterday, she tried to breath out of it and proclaimed that her "nose is locked!"
- Her favorite stories are from the "Strawberry Shortcake Storybook Treasury". Therefore, she always says "berry" instead of "very". As in, "this stinky trash can has berry, berry bad breaf".
I call her my enchilada buddy. This cold weather has made me want enchiladas a lot. Instead of buying them at Rosa's, which is always tempting, I've started making them at home. Neither Kilian or Lucy care for things with much melted cheese (weird, huh?) so Camille and I wind up eating them alone until Brad gets home to finish them up.