Out for a jog, waving at bikers.
Owning the park.
“Coloring” (with a pen) with papa. Learning about circles, triangles, and squares. Drawing mostly circles and then surprising all of us with a suspiciously good triangle.
“Louise is a baby.”
“No you’re not, you’re a big girl!”
“No, Louise BAYBEE.”
Bracelets are back in a big way. Pink and red only.
Demanding the following: Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, fruit snacks, her two “black and purple” blankets (she refused to share those blankets all day, even a corner).