“Baby _______, can you see my nose?” The preschooler says, while sticking her nose in my bellybutton. I love that silly girl.

“We have to make you a cake because it’s your birthday, mommy. I have an idea! …. You make the cake and then I eat it! Tada!”

Preschoolers are mean.

Also, happy birthday to Ana! How cool is it that we share a birth day?