Eat A Peach; Comings and Goings

First off, Siena will eat anything that Daddy's eating. Yesterday after school I sat her down with her usual bowl of yogurt ("og-urk!") and I sat down beside her with a peach. Now, Daddy likes peaches that are about as hard as granite, as opposed to the almost-too-ripe super-sweet slushballs that some prefer. But as soon as Siena sees Daddy crunching away, she indignantly demands a bite. Which she then gets, though she has to gnaw at the darn thing like a beaver felling a pine tree. And she grimaced after each of the three bites she took! Guess she'll be buying the slushballs someday.

Anyway, what prompted me to write happened just this morning. Daddy drove Siena to school this morning, and waited at the door while Siena kissed Mama goodbye. But as she crossed the living room, Siena stopped at her Elmo book laying on the floor. "Bye-bye, Elmo!" she said, and bent down to kiss the furry little guy. Then she said "Hug!" and gave her friend a brief embrace before meeting Daddy at the door.

I have no pithy observations about this (why break a streak?) but I bet you said "Awww!" just like me.