I hate it when the kids get up while I’m still getting ready. I get up early to get ready for a reason. And it’s called “alone time”. There’s nothing like trying to make yourself pretty while you have a little one underfoot putting their hands on everything, opening drawers, and asking a lot of questions. I’m tired. Like an old car, I need to warm up a bit. So I was a little bothered when I heard Laina’s door open and the pitter patter of her feet making their way to my bathroom. As she pushed the door open her eyes were blinking hard as she adjusted to the light.
“Ohhhh…you luck bootiful Mommy…”
Well melt my heart. I can’t think of any better first words to start the day off with. She got a nice warm mommy hug.
Have I mentioned how much I love that child??