Jessie Anne has caught on to her big sister's fist bumping habit. What Jessie does not realize is that if the receiver is not ready to bump, she's just punching them.

Found this on my phone. Selfie taken by Maggie when she was playing with my phone.

Maggie Anne was telling me that Ree is my friend. I told her that Ree is also my mom.

Maggie shouted "What!?!"

I told her yes and asked a common question in our house, "Are you new here?"

"YES! I AM new here!"

I'm posting this to hold onto until Maggie Anne is a teenager. She wanted me to give her her Happy Meal toy on the way home tonight. When I couldn't give it to her because I was driving, she told me that she didn't love me anymore. I want to remind her of that when she "hates" me as a teenager.

Maggie Anne had her 4-year-old checkup this morning. She is perfect in every way.

She had tried to talk her way out of shots all the way up there. She said at one point that she would agree to getting shots if they would keep her from barfing for a year. She had to go get her hearing and vision checked after she saw the doctor, and I think she thought she was in the clear.

When the nurses came in to do the shots, I let her keep watching a show on my phone. Of course they hurt and she was really, really mad. We left with her hollering at me, "I TOLD you that I didn't want any shots!"

Maggie Anne got it a sleeping bag for her birthday. It has a cool bag that she can wear like a backpack. She likes to use it as a pillow while still wearing it.

Maggie Anne just told me that she wants to watch Spongebob Hot Pants. He lives under the sea, she told me.