Cold feet and chapstick

Sunday, we went to the mall. Three cousins and three mommies.
Then we went to TT, Kt, and Jacob's house for some homemade soup.

Mac is really cute, requesting things in extremely polite full sentences:
"TT, can you please get me more soup to eat?" And then later:
"Thank you for getting me that soup, TT."

She has a cracked lower lip and asked me,
"TT, can you please get some chopstick for me?" After a few minutes, I realized she meant chapstick and I was so enamored that I gave her the brand new tube out of my own pocket...

"Thank you for giving me that chopstick, TT," she said after the 6th or 7th re-application in less than fifteen minutes.

After dinner when we were playing, Mac peeled into hysterics when Jake was "flooping" on my belly. Then she started to take her shoes and socks off saying, "My feet are so cold." I wasn't really paying attention and I realized after that she kept repeating it, "My feet are soooooo cold..."
Next think I know, I feel two, small, completely toasty-warm feet up my shirt onto my back,
"Oh, TT, my feet are so cold, you warm them up..." And then giggles- she cracks herself up.

And yeah, she cracked me up too.