Last night Ellie told me that there was something wrong with her "froat": Because mom, when I talk it sounds like a stranger.
She has now, just two days ago, learned to swim underwater, and she is a regular fish. This makes me happy and sad at the same time. Before you know it she'll be wanting her two front teeth for Christmas and driving. I wish I could could keep her this age forever where she she still thinks the sun rises and sets by my command.
Today she made me a "yellow" snack--a plate with a cut up banana, and oatmeal cookie and a diced Yukon gold potato (raw). I ate the whole thing and it was the best yellow I've ever had. I did stop her before she tried slicing up jalapenos for my "green" snack.