If you ask Leina what color she wants, she will always answer “blue!”

If you ask her how many she wants, she will always answer “nine!”

And today, I taught her how to say “drama queen” after a particularly moving meltdown because I refused to let her put the steak knife in her mouth.

“Damma keen!” she now gleefully shouts.

I’ve decided to mount the video camera in the living room and just keep it recoding all day long ’cause every moment she is too precious.

“Damma keen! Nine! Nine! Nine!”