This morning I was doing laundry and I asked Noelle what I had in my hand (thinking she would say pjs).  Instead, she saw the puppy on her pjs, and said, "Puppy – HE GOES – woof, woof!"  It was hilarious!  I immediately called Mike and asked Noelle to tell Daddy about the puppy.  She said, "He goes (dramatic pause) woof woof!"  She thinks she is so cool and has been saying that phrase over and over again all day long.  That and begging me to go to "MOPS" to see her friend "Jillian," which we will do bright and early in the morning.