Things About Baguette Right Now
When she’s on the verge of frustration, she goes into her Karate Run. It’s her usual Stompy Run, but with vertical karate chops to the air as she goes.
She likes to sing “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star,” but she only knows two lines, and not all the words to those. The result is that she sounds like she’s reciting a prehistoric incantation.
Bananas are peeled with the hands. All other fruit is peeled with the teeth. Including oranges.
She eats very little cake at parties, never asks for juice, and wants fruit so much that it’s hard to make it to the checkout counter.
But she will only eat processed meat.
She likes her pacifier to coordinate with her outfit, and will exchange the one in her mouth for a structurally identical one in a different color.
We keep telling her that the dog door is not a girl door, and she keeps proving us wrong.