Here's just a quick little funny:
The other day, Bryn got very close to me, looked at me for a second, and then licked my face. She seemed to consider, then said, "Mommy, you taste like.... chicken."
I coulodn't stop laughing.
When I eventually got it under control, I asked her what she tasted like. She got very agitated and said, "No, Mommy! I not like food! I like Bryn Elibilis Pfafit!" (which would be how she pronounces her name)
So there you have it. I'm like chicken. She's like Bryn.