I walked into the living room on Saturday afternoon to see Reid grinning her “I’m trouble with a capital ‘T’”. When I asked her what she was doing, she told me that she was telling Ken how to say, ‘”I peed in my pants,” in French. She had the right words in the right order and, as always, her accent was great. I had to ask her if she thought Ken would ever need to know that phrase. Reid turned up the power on her grin and assured me that it was the sort of thing her dad might need. She should focus on “Where is the bathroom?” and “May I have some of that [cheese/bread/candy/etc.]? But there would be much fewer giggles if she did, I suppose.