A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer...

Little Cayden Elizabeth Ann is not so little anymore.   These last two days, she has been back to her happy ol' self, playing around the house in her own little world. She loves her Harley Davidson big wheel, and spends the whole afternoon scooting around on it, making sure her purses and buckets don't fall off the handlebars.  All the while, she totes her naked, red-haired baby doll around with her, making sure her blankie isn't far behind.  She loves real babies too, and works very hard to be gentle with them. She isn't the most polite kid ever, but she does have these unbelievable moments where she amazes me with a "No fank you" when she doesn't want something and a quick "Bess you" whenever anyone sneezes. She also says "sorry" when she bumps into you sometimes and holds up one little finger and says "wait" when I tell her we will do something later.    Cayden is a gift to anyone she meets (as long as it's...