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Gravity has a regular habit of winning Elsa's battle to stay vertical and so every once in a while when we're all hanging out, Kim and I will hear a loud thump, and upon investigation we'll sometimes find Elsa sprawled on the floor on her tummy. Henry's used to this, and being a gentleman, always runs and asks her if she's okay.

The other day Henry and I were hanging out at Elsa and Kim's house. There was a lot of pretend swimming, pretend eating, and real pleading for apple cider (at least on the part of Henry) going on. At one point Elsa decided that Henry needed a big hug, so she ran over and put her arms around him. He squirmed and yelled "No! No! No hugs!" until she let him go. Kim told Elsa that she didn't think Henry wanted to be hugged and that she needed to ask him first anyway. After hearing this, Elsa turned to look at Henry, who was looking at her warily. After a few seconds deliberation, she decided to go for it anyway and lunged after him, at which point Henry turned and ran for his life. They charged around the house at full blast, eventually ending up back in the living room. Elsa gave Henry a big hug from behind despite his loud protestations, then turned and walked away. She then went and sat at one of the chairs at her little table, purposely fell off, and landed with a thud on the floor. Henry ran over saying "Are you okay, Elsa? Are you okay?" She said "Yes", then she held her arms out and said "Henry pick Elsa up? Henry pick Elsa up?" I turned to Kim and told her that Elsa definitely has some Southern in her.

Henry may be older, but Elsa is, without a doubt, wiser.