
this morning, one funny and one beautiful thing came out of little's mouth:
she sleeps with me, so the first thing this morning, she opens her eyes, smiles and says, "thank you for being my mama, mama."
i wanted to cry.
she says the sweetest things all of the time. i've always said she has an old soul. she is such a diplomat. she does not like inequality. she wants everyone around her to be happy, and has a keen sense when someone is down or emitting sad/mad/blah vibes - she just comes up to give a big hug. my god i love that little girl!
now the funny thing:
mama, how come we don't have a mudder in our house?
what? aren't i the mother?
(laughing) you silly mama! you're the mama, the mommy, not the MUDDER!
(and she walks off laughing!)