Come On Honey-Pot!

...is what my 1 year old told me on our walk this morning. The other day we were sitting in a restaurant and a lady walked by, quickly greeted by Lillian's sweet voice, 'Hi Sugar!'. She sounds like a true lady of the south already! While sugary-sweet nick-names seem to be her new specialty she has also adopted a mission to gently show Mama what needs a bit of cleaning. Paul opened the living room curtains this morning to the delighted squeal of 'Snow!' from Lillian. It wasn't snow. The now sunlit room unabashedly showered each floating particle of dust with a glinting light of it's own. Where did I put my swiffer duster?