As is her mother. Oh my gosh, why is it when you eat handfuls (or is it handsful?) of Jelly Bellies, you have a zillion good thoughts at once but they zoom through your head so quickly that you can't capture them or write them down or put them to any kind of good use?
Curses on you, Jelly Bellies. I mean, blessings on you, Jelly Bellies. Heck, I don't know what I mean. Can't capture my own thought. :)