Claire is in rare form today.  She's not trying to be annoying or mean.  She is just really delighting in shaking a plastic bottle full of pebbles and singing very loud.
Her humor is incredible.  She reminds me of Zach in that she enjoys just shocking people with weirdness.  She came into the kitchen earlier all bundled up in her quilt, holding a clear umbrella over her head, looking up through it.  She was pretending to be fearful of lightbulbs.  And she does not veer from character when I talk to her seriously.  I say, "Oh my, Claire.  You're such a nut.  Do you want a peanut butter and honey sandwich?"  She just keeps trembling and wide-eyed while she backs out of the room saying, "I'm sorry miss.  I'm not hungry.  I'm just not sure what they'll do to me.  I must stay under my umbrella."
She's such a quiet, shy girl, but once she gets that look in her eye, we know we're in for a show and she cannot turn it off until she falls to sleep or something.

I'm sure going to miss that when she goes to school in a week.  On the other hand, Lola and I will have such quiet little days.

Oh, Lola's prayer last night was great.  I need to get video of these.
She said, "Oh, sank you God for our curtains. We have one, two, free curtains.  And sank you for our food.  Nom, nom, nom....nom nom nom...*chewing and smacking*..."  I suggested that she keep praying.
"Our Daddy loves us so, so much.  He goes to work sometimes.  He goes to free works.  One, two, free.  He just loves us so much. *sigh*..."

Oh, that she could be 2 forever.