She went with her Papa to fix the jeep, and came back looking like she’d been in automechanic school all day. Apparently she insisted on handling all the tools, and doing her best to mimic him.
I hope she grows up to be one of those girls who can fix her own car, without being one of those girls. You know the ones?
Then I told her we were going to clean up, and she headed straight for the tub. And then turned around and made me chase her with a washcloth for the next half hour.