The other night we had corn on the cob. I cut Kenna's corn off for her, and she ate it like it was going out of style. She had already indicated she was finished and ready to get down, but then she started grunting and pointing toward the extra corn. We gave her one of the boy's cobs that was only partially eaten, and she thought she had struck the jackpot!
Kenna is still involved in her love affair with shoes. Lately she finds her brothers' socks and pulls them on before slipping her feet into their shoes and tromping around. She always looks immensely proud of herself when she does this.
There was a little girl who had a little curl...right in the back of her head! If it weren't for this bit of curl, poor Kenna would definitely pass for a boy. Many people already assume she's a boy, even if she's wearing her sparkly pink shoes! After her bath her hair looks so funny, kind of like a mullet, but when it dries the long strands curl up, so I haven't been able to bring myself to cut any locks yet.