Emma climbed into bed with me the other day and was ready for a snuggle and some conversation. I love those times of the day. It began like this:
"Why" (most of her questions begin with this word) "did Mani drink that salty water? That was so silly. She sounded just like Chewbacca when she went like this (insert imitation noise here)."

I was reduced to giggles. My mom was preparing to sing at a funeral, so she was gargling with the salt water. Emma has the cutest perspective on things.