My daughter has expectations.
The other day, she tripped and fell next to the chair I was sitting in. She started to cry so I picked her up and was rocking her. She kept crying, so I kept rocking her. Eventually, still crying and annoyed she blurted out through sobs, "KISS ME!"
So I kissed where she bonked and then all was well.
While we were visiting family in Florida, Madeleine found some great corn holders:
And he held the corn for her until she finished.
This afternoon, I put some crackers in front of Madeleine. She wasn't eating them so I asked, "Do you want those crackers?"
A few minutes later, I sat down next to her and grabbed a cracker (since she didn't want them). As I put it in my mouth she said, "Hey! That's my cracker." And smiled.