before deciding on the smallest pumpkin known to man. I'm pretty sure this is actually a pumpkin colored apple. Wait, it's even too small to be an apple. One of Reina's classmates actually picked it up first but she bided her time until the other kid set it down and then she swooped in. 
Reina is fascinated with all things baby. She loves baby animals, baby humans, and now apparently baby vegetables. At her preschools open house a few weeks ago, her teachers told us that she is now the oldest one in her class. They had a crop of older kids graduate to the next class and their places were filled with all of the fifteen- and sixteen-month olds. The teachers said that Reina likes to "mother" all of the little kids. I have a feeling that's Montessori-polite speak for "bossy." She has a renewed interest in her dolls and babies at home and she's always carrying some stuffed cat/dog/lion/horse around and barking errr. chirping orders at it as she breezes through the house. Back at the pumpkin patch, the teacher collected everyone's pumpkins before they went outside to the playground. Any guesses as to how willing Reina was to part with the-world's-smallest-pumpkin?
Here's another clue..... I call this the "you-are-so-irritating-I-can't-even-look-at-you" flop. She's awesome at it. There's usually no screaming or kicking involved. Just cold, cold silence. The body language says it all. 
But then the clouds parted, the sun shone, and the kids went outside to explore a new playground. Someone forgot about her perceived injustices and bounced around new equipment for a few minutes. Until it was time to get back on the bus anyway....
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