MAIL! EXCITEMENT! Genevieve received a letter from her teacher on a lovely rainbow card. We read it together, and she remembered another rainbow card. The rainbow card she made the day before. When it was finished, she explained to Daddy that it had to go into number three. They trotted to the mailbox, where G was upset to discover that Daddy only had a key to #4. Somehow, he talked her down.

Fast-forward to this evening when I arrived home, and checked the mail. I found G's rainbow card.

She explained each color, and said, "It's for you, Mommy! Don't you want to open it? It's your rainbow card!"

At bedtime she wanted a story about her, Lily, Ava, and Leela at the Museum wearing tutus and dancing to Justin Roberts. I was asked to tell the story, but she told me what to say, and corrected any facts I got wrong. Where does she get that?