Mariel's conversation of the day:
Yesterday at school, Mariel apparently had the following conversation.
Visiting Gymnastics Teacher: You are the cutest thing ever!
Mariel: No, I'm not.
Teacher: Why not?
Mariel: I'm four.  Noella is one.  She is the cutest thing ever.

In honor of Noella, the cutest thing ever, who is now 15 months old, I have a quick run down of her favorite things:

Taking off her shoes.  And socks.  And sometimes clothes.
Drinking from a straw.
Dogs.  Feeding the dogs.  Petting the dogs.  Picking up dog toys. Yelling dog ("DAH!").
Making very loud noises.
Feeding herself with a spoon. 
Yogurt and applesauce in her hair.
Crackers.
Actually, eating just about anything. 
Her pacifier.
Picking up tiny pieces of dirt, sticks or anything she sees on the ground outside.  Carrying them around in vice like grip.
Nursing (who knew that the infant who hated nursing would become a toddler who now loves it!?)
Running down the sidewalk.
The wind in her hair.
Saying "hi" and "bye" to people in cars or on the street as we drive by.
Talking on her play phone.
Dancing.
Carrying books around.
Laughing with her sister.
Her dada.