Priya likes to sing "Row Row Row Your Boat" and finish it off with "Like a Butter Dream." She also had an interesting conversation with her Grandma last week in which she told her she did something just like her.
"You're just like me, Grandma!"
"No, Priya, I'm not like you." Mom teased
Priya smiled coyly and said "You do too like me Grandma."
If she is especially upset about something and crying dramatically she likes to ask for a kleenex to "wipe my big tears" which are "comin' down!"
She is teaching the dramatics to her sister who likes to copy her every move. Anjali, however, has developed a great meltdown technique in which she throws herself face first on the ground in utter dispair. Sometimes she hesitates a second to make sure the landing isn't obstructed by a sharp object. I'm glad she has the forethought to think about that. I'm really proud.
