Funny to me, too!!!
Sozlet wears a layer of cotton pajamas and a layer of fuzzy fleece pajamas because she is very anti-blanket. I'll tuck her in, but in the morning she has ALWAYS kicked them off. :-?
Last night, sozlet wanted me to tell me a story about when I was a "young lady." So I told her how her papa and I met, and that he wrote me a poem to make him fall in love with him... and it worked! She was just enchanted, goggle-eyed, listening (first time I've told her that story), and then asked if she could see the poem. I said hmm, maybe later, and she started a whole "please please please pleeeeeease?!" thing, so I said fine.
It was in the office, and E.G. was there doing some stuff. So I went and got it for her, and then asked him if he wanted to read it to her. He said sure, and read it to her. She had the sweetest expression -- just huge eyes, looking from him to me. When he finished, she sighed and said, "That was a
wonderful poem, Papa. Can you read it again?" He did, same reaction. Then they went off to do something, and he told me later that she said to him, "Papa, when you read that poem two times, it made me fall in love with you again."