As Reese and I walked into her room one night she let out a gasp as she looked around the room at all 3 things that were lying on her floor. She then folded her arms while still looking around and said in disgust, "I can't believe this!! Who made this mess?" (Hmmm, I wonder.) A minute passed by and she looked at me still disgusted, "Was it you or Claire?!"

Sitting at the dinner table Reese randomly exclaimed, "My favorite word is 'going down the bayou' ". She will still give the same response when asked what her "favorite word" is. Because doesn't everybody have a favorite word?