Genevieve: She is drooling like a mad dog lately. When I took off her clothes last night, the front of her shirt was completely soaked, all the way down to her waistband, and her pants were pretty damp, too. The constantly-wet chin and lips only makes her grins more endearing, and the spittle makes for some interesting *pbbbbt* experiments in soundmaking.
Julia: As a winter aficionado, I'm happy that Julia likes to go out in the cold. A half-dozen times this winter, she's asked to go outside for a walk on a day that really calls more for tea on the sofa. Yesterday, for instance, she asked if we could go out just as the sun disappeared behind the ridge west of our place. We had a while till dinner, and some exercise is never bad, so we bundled ourselves up (a process which always includes her singing a few lines from "All Dressed Up," another classic Sesame Street song) and headed out into the snowless frostiness. In a half-hour, we didn't get much further than the corner, but Julia ran much of the way and spent about ten minutes climbing up and down a low stone wall, pretending to be Sebastian the Curious Kitten. At five to five, I told her we had to go back home for dinner, and she almost cried at the injustice of having to end her outdoor fun. Next winter - if Ukko sees fit to send a little snow - maybe she can actually spend some of her outdoor time on skis.