Three (and 3 months)
She loves to dress up. She randomly dances. Her own lyrics to that Disney song crack me up.
She doesn't like crayons to have wrappers and you can tell where she has been due to the trail of tiny paper strips strewn across the house leading to a pile of naked crayons. She also uses those crayons as people and the wrappers as their clothes. She can turn anything into a toy to play with, ending her days with her hands dancing on herself or the bed rail and having conversations with them.
She's a joy and a pest. And I love spending my mornings with just her.