I'm still crying

Once Phoebe managed to bite her own finger while eating spaghetti--so hard that she sobbed with those agonizing silent spaces in between cries. I held her in my arms until I thought she'd recovered. When I encouraged her to return to eating, she began to wail, "I'm still crying." It caught me as so hilarious that I began to cackle. At first this shocked her, and she went silent. Then she began to laugh too--but not without returning to the refrain, "I'm still crying," in between her giggles.

Eats Snow Like a Lion

I never would have guessed that Phoebe's primary occupation in the snow would be eating it. But then I remembered my own snow-eating days. I think we flavored it with maple syrup. Phoebe takes hers straight up.