She's an alien!

Tonight I was getting Baby ready for bed. She had some green marker on her hands and arms. She asked me if it was blood. I told her if it was blood, she must be an alien. She jumped to her feet, and started snarling and trying to scratch me. "I'm an alien! Raaaa-roar! Blah blah blah." I was laughing so hard, I almost dropped her off the bed. And then I told her aliens had to go to bed right away, but little girls could watch Extreme Makeover Home Edition. "I'm a little alien girl!" She's just too smart.