Apparently she wants to be big. She asked Adam to teach her how to drive the other day. He told her in about 13 years.
It's been her birthday almost every day since mine. A few times she's woken up, bounced into my room, and greeted me with a, "Guess what mom! It's my birthday today!" Usually it's sometime during the day that she'll be on my lap, lean in close and whisper that it's her birthday, then grin at me. Thank goodness the real thing is coming up.
She's had a funny language thing going on lately (besides le-low, which she still says). Most possessive pronouns now have a -zes at the end. "Mom, this is yourzes." Or herzes. I don't think I've heard hiszes. Sometimes minezes.
A few weeks ago we were in Brigham City and drove past the temple. Madeleine pointed out Moroni, and one of the kids asked her what he's holding. "Trumpet! No, a tuba!" Moroni is tougher than I thought!
Sammy loves to make Chinese food, and he cooked up a little single serving box of orange chicken. He knows Madeleine always wants some, so when he was done cooking, he called her in and got her a little plate of it. After eating for a bit, she suddenly took off and hadn't returned by the time Sam was done. Figuring she didn't want the rest, he asked Erin if she wanted the rest. She headed on in and sat down at the plate. Right then Madeleine bopped back in and got upset that Erin was going to eat her food. Trying to calm things down I said, "Oh! Did you still want some of that?" Apparently Madeleine was suddenly possessed, because she stared off into space and in an almost robotic voice replied, "I like . . . ballerinas." She had changed into one dancing dress and was holding another, so maybe she had been thinking about that before she came back in and noticed the food problem.

What a sweetheart! Quick thinking on your part mom!
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