Cold

For the past several weeks Mallory has been commenting on how much she enjoys being cold. She no longer wants me to tuck her in with her sheet and quilt and she doesn't want to wear a coat. "It's OK mom, I like being cold," she says.

(I always sneak into her room after she's asleep and tuck the blankets in around her anyway. I would rather do that than have her come into my room at 2 a.m. complaining that she is freezing.)

Yesterday she finally gave me a clue as to why she suddenly seems to think it's good to be cold: "Do you know why I like to be cold, mom? Because penguins are my favourite animals."

Mystery solved.