I really like … spitting. I learned it on my second day at school and now it’s all I want to do. I stick my little tongue out and just start blowing. I blow bubbles and spit everywhere and it’s just so funny that I crack myself up!

I don’t like … when I wake up in the middle of the night with cold hands. I’m still too little to have a blanket in my crib, so even though the rest of me is warm and toasty in my fleece pj’s, my little hands get sooo cold they are like ice cubes. But if I wake up my Mama and Daddy let me come and sleep with them and then I’m not cold anymore.

