Grrrreat!

Mayra's favorite word is great. She will be doing something and say "I'm a great" this or that, it's pretty cute. She was hauling some books over to Dad's chair to other night, then she remembered I was there, and wanted me to read instead, because "Mommy is a great reader."
On Monday she told Mom I'm a great "cooker." Evidently she thinks heating Mrs Paul's frozen fishsticks and applying ketchup to the top is gourmet food prep.