This morning I convinced early-riser Charlotte to sit in my bed next to me and read her favorite board books quietly to herself. I taught her to label the little kids in the stories respectively "Isaiah and Charlotte." So she reads her books like this: "Zay-Zay....Char....Momma!....Baby!...Dada!.....Rawr!" (All monsters are named Rawr). I'm a little disheartened that when she comes to the clown in The Foot Book, she proudly declares "Mama!" I suppose that's how the sum total of my makeup and accessory efforts appear to her: clownish. Pity. That wasn't the look I was going for.