Joelle will play with ANYTHING. It’s magical and sweet. I love her blossoming imagination (and that she will now play by herself). She was eating string cheese one night for dinner and then suddenly started playing with the last three pieces of string cheese. It was a mommie, a daddy and a baby. In different voices, I heard her orchestrate dialogue from the remaining two cheese pieces, “Mommy’s gone.” “I ATE her.”

In another unrelated food incident, I asked Joelle if she had eaten Elise’s puffs that were on my placemat. She said, “why do you ask?” I said, “Well, there were puffs here and now they are gone. just wondering.” She said, “I just took the puffs and ran. I wasn’t sure if I could have them.”