BUT IS HER PIG NAMED PIGGY?

Vaguely disturbing thoughts from the Noodle yesterday...along the lines of what would happen to her if mommy and me weren't around. I'm told this is pretty typical anxiety, although it's still not fun to see in my otherwise-carefree little girl.

Either it's anxiety or she's working out some "Lord of the Flies"-for-girls scenario, where she and an army of ponies and princesses attempt to form a society. We'll see.

IT'S A SMALL GIRL AFTER ALL

Sometimes we wonder, what with Noodle demanding that she be carried around the house upside down (like bagpipes! she says) while being zotzed on the tummy, and asking for my really big scary troll voice when we read "Three Billy Goats Gruff", but tonight at bedtime I got

"I was playing beauty salon with my ponies, Daddy!"

Okay then. A girl she is.