This morning, as is her wont, well, as is any toddler's wont, Charlotte began whining for no apparent reason, out-of-the-blue, and while perfectly content with whatever we were doing (I think I was putting bows in her hair).
ME: Where did that whining come from?
CHARLOTTE: From my mouth.
She's nothing if not honest.
She is just like her mother! Deadpan super-wit.
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