My Moosh is bouncing up and down looking in the mirror.  "Mama, what looks funny about me."  I look carefully, "your nose?"  Her nostrils are flared and she looks like Clarabelle Cow.  "I like how it looks!" she gushes, "It makes me look enthusiastic."  I laugh and then go out of the bathroom, but she calls me back to demonstrate how when she laughs while holding her nostrils flared, they quiver in time to her laughs.  And then there is some other nostril maneuver she demonstrates, but it makes her laugh so she is distracted by the quivering nostrils again.  "Why can't you do it?  I'm younger than you and I can do it?"