Not necessarily in that order
I played cards the other night. Played is not really the correct term. I sat at a table for a few minutes then went inside and watched TV. Anyway, before the game I was about ready to walk out the door and Emma came up to me. Looked me straight in the eye and said "Breath Check." I looked at her, shrugged my shoulders and bent down to let her check. Luckily I had just brushed my teeth so she gave me a passing grade.
Last night a rather wired Emma came in the room and said she was playing with spit. I took a look and she had worked up a rather large quantity of spit in her mouth. She then started swishing it around to, I suppose, show me how one would play with spit. I finally asked her to please play somewhere else, it was starting to gross me out.
I don't know where she comes up with this stuff.
Lastly, a FYI to all/anyone who reads the blog: The spit swishing, breath checking Emma is going to be selling Girl Scout cookies so let me know how many boxes she can hook you up with. I have no idea what all the different offerings are so if you don't have a favorite already you can ask and I'll let you know what you can get.