I wanted to see if it was glass

So I was in Spike's room feeding him, Aurora was down for a nap, and Cinderella and Guy were in the kitchen working on craft projects.  I heard a crash, so I called out, "What was that?"

Cinderella responded, "Part of the light.  I just wanted to see if it was glass, so I unscrewed it, and dropped it.  And it was glass, and it broke."

Oh the way a child's mind works.  I recall when I was little, breaking a lamp that had a Chinese lady in it, because she was holding a piece of paper, and I wanted to know what it said. 
Like mother like daughter I guess.

Things that make me smile

This morning Aurora was lying on the floor next to Spike, holding his hand, singing her own rendition of The Beatles, "I want to hold your hand."