I just put Gabrielle to bed after a long day of playing with friends and throwing bags of salad at each other at Scot's (right, Joyce?). After we brushed our teeth, Elle caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She is wearing a bright orange t-shirt from Bostley's, and when she saw herself, she said, "Orange Juice." She keeps saying that her shirt is orange juice instead of just the color orange.
I laughed at her confusion and took her to her room. I put on her lullaby CD, prayer our "night-night prayer" and gave hugs and kisses. As I went to leave the room, she said, "Mores hugs" so of course, I complied.
I gave her another hug, a kiss, an Eskimo kiss, a butterfly kiss (the one with your eyelashes) and then she said in a cherubic voice, "Knuckles, Mommy." That's right, my sweet little 2-year-old daughter wanted to knuckle-bump before bed. Adorable!