- She informed us last week on the way to church that there was a baby Tickle Monster riding in the back seat of the car with her, but that we shouldn't worry because she told him to put his seat belt on.
- I went into her room after a nap and there were little balled-up wads of paper all over the floor around her bed. I asked her why she tore up pieces of her book and threw them on the floor. "For the tickle monsters to eat. They live under my bed."
- I was putting her to bed and she told me there was a brown owl that flies around her room at night to check on her.
- She was packing her little suitcase and I asked her where she was going. "I am a monkey and I am moving to the jungle." I told her I would really miss her.
- She likes to play "little bitty baby" and have us feed her food and burb her. This game is likely caused by some baby brother jealously, but I like to cuddle with her anyway so it is fine.
She makes us laugh (and sometimes want to cry) daily and our lives are so much more full just to have this little precocious bundle in our family.
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