
The best thing about Brin is that you never know what is going to come out of her mouth. Sometimes I think if you looked through her ear with one of those doctor-lookey-light-things you would see a hamster running on a little wheel, powering her random thoughts. Last night we were at Panda Express between erands and dance class. She had her little kids meal all packed up and I told her, "If you are finished, please throw that in the trash". She answered, "NOOOOOO. I'm leftovering it". Left-over-ing. That killed me. It's a new verb, as in to 'left-over' something. Caroline had better speech and vocabulary at age three than Brin does now at five. I think I prefer her this way, though, because she is always a kick in the pants.