From Noelle

"Mom!  You have an appointment.  And your appointment is cleaning up spilled juice."

She likes to stand on the scale to see how big she's getting.  She stands on it and calls to me, "Mom!  Look what my temperature is!!"

Me: "Noelle, do you want berries on your oatmeal?  That's what I'm having."
Noelle: "No thank you.  We might as well have different oatmeal."