Claireisms

Vacationing in California. Hiking the hill to the cross. Claire moans and groans up the trail. "Claire, do you need me to carry you?" "No. [grunt and cry] I do it!"  

I carry her on my shoulders down the hill. "Wow," I say. "Daddy's going fast." She thinks I'm sad he's going faster than me. She pats my head, "You're going fast too, mommy."