I was reflecting on some of MD’s mannerisms. Recently we’ve been playing different chasing games. Usually after supper as I’m cleaning up the kitchen. One of them is where she calls me a “sticky toe penguin” and that means I’m supposed to chase after her. Other times I’m supposed to come after her with a towel. Either way she runs shrieking down the hall to her bed room. CE joins in too, and they often feed off each other to the point that I take a step or two in their direction and they’re off, both thinking the other must know I’m chasing them and so they must run faster. It’s quite funny.