Get Yourself Together

This morning during breakfast, Chloe was not too happy with her grits. So she decided she needed to whine about everything. She was sent to bed to cool off once, and then came back and only lasted about 10 minutes before she was sent back to bed. As she was walking the long way to her room, howling the entire way, Carly was bounding in the playroom and matter-of-factly states, "Chloe needs to get herself together!" Well, Matt and I just couldn't stop laughing at her cuteness. Then she lays on the floor and tells us to make her like a puzzle. Matt and I, confused at what she was wanting us to do, just pretend that her arms and legs were pieces and were sticking them on her. We couldn't get why she was asking us to do this. Then she stands up and says, "There! Now I'm all put together!!" Goofball was wanting us to put her together like Chloe needed to get herself together!!! I love the literalness in their innocent 3 yr. old mind!