Brigid says...

Brigid, when discussing her return to school next week: Remember when I was in school last year, and I kept telling Ms Peggy and Ms Daisy to look at baby Caitlin when she was awake? That was so silly.

Brigid, when discussing her nightgown of choice last week: Remember when I wore this nightgown, and I threw up all over it? I'm not going to do that anymore.

Brigid, when discussing our trip to Indiana in a few weeks: I want to go back to Papa's house, the one we took the helicopter to. (We've never taken a helicopter anywhere, kiddo.) YOU KNOW. When we were up in the SKY. (You mean an airplane?) Yeah. I want to go back to that house.

Brigid, as we walked through the toy department at Target: I don't want to ride in the cart,  mommy. I want to walk, so I can look at everything. Look at this, mommy! I'm going to add this to my Christmas list. It's a LONG list.

Brigid, the night before she left for the beach (pretty much out of nowhere...): I'll make sure I run through the sand when I get there, mommy. But I'm going to take my shoes off, first.