Last Sunday at church, a lady named Miss Jill bent down to talk to me. Mommy and YaYa know Miss Jill, but I have never talked to her before. Miss Jill had just bought 3 loaves of homemade bread (for a fundraiser). Those loaves of bread were right at my eye-level when she squatted down to talk to me. They looked sooooooo yummy. I signed "more" to Miss Jill before I even said hello to her. Thank goodness Miss Jill knows sign language AND thinks I am cute. Guess what she did? She gave me a loaf of her bread. A whole loaf! I peeled the plastic off and started eating it right away. I ate and ate and ate until I couldn't hold any more bread. Thanks Miss Jill! By the way . . . why was my Mommy so embarrassed?