Recently added to the expanding list of things Clare will do when she grows up (and gets taller, can touch knitting needles, and can eat corn nuts): "have a baby in my tummy."
She was a riot on Sunday. Also announced to the whole church during Life o' the Church time that the everyone should pray for her mommy and daddy, she loves her mommy and (more quietly) mommy loves Clare. I think she was drunk on blueberries.
But really, I hope someday when she grows up she will get to do all these things, especially have a baby in her tummy. It's one of the best things I've done so far.