After leaving Auntie M's house today, Harper insisted I roll her window down. As I looked back, she was holding her hand up to the edge of the open window, fingers curled as if holding an imaginary handle. Then she brought her hand to her mouth and made a ssssppp sound.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
Harper replied, "I am just catchin some wind in this cup so I can grink (drink) it."
And for me that pretty much sums up all there is to love about a two-year-old.