Kleenex

Charlotte's little personality is shining through.  This morning she fell in the kitchen and bumped her nose a bit on her high chair.  She was a bit teary, so I gave her a cuddle.  She calmed down and then started breathing short breaths through her nose, crinkling her nose.  I put her down, and she walked over near the bathroom and pointed.  "Do you need a Kleenex?"  She walked into the bathroom and pointed at the box of Kleenex on the back of the toilet.  I wiped off her nose, and she went off to play.  This is the second time this week she's wanted a Kleenex for her nose.  So cute.