"Yeah, I'll be two in two months. How old are you?"
In case anyone had any doubts, Abigail is basically In Charge of everything around here. (Except for when she isn't in charge, and that can lead to some epic 4 year old meltdowns: e.g. bedtime tonight when she - prematurely - declared the end of bedtime stories for Nate.)
An elaborate game imagined by Abigail which involved lining up most of the pillows in our house, many of the stuffed animals, and then very carefully spreading out BY HERSELF - NO ONE ELSE CAN TOUCH the mountain blanket (amazing Auntie Clare handiwork) on top of Nate and her. Luckily Nate was in the mood to be directed.
