Last night was a bit rough – Carrie woke at 2:30 wanting milk and a diaper change, and then again at 4:30. The second time she was dry, and I told her she could have water instead of milk. She was pretty upset, so we cuddled in the rocking chair for a bit, and I asked her what was wrong. She said “doggie miss you” and pointed to the doggie on her pajamas. I asked her what she meant, and she said, “I miss you!” She said it a few times, and in such a sad little voice. So I told her that I miss her too at night, but that if she went back to sleep we’d see each other again very soon. Maybe she had a bad dream? It was so sad and so cute I couldn’t decide whether to laugh or cry. Where do they pick these things up?
Manners are becoming a big thing around here. Carrie regularly says “thank you, mama” (emphasis on mama) when I give her things (or when she wants things she sometimes says “please? thank you, mama!” thinking it might help her cause) and “bless you” when someone sneezes.
And “I love you” is starting to be a freely spoken phrase. I love it! There’s nothing sweeter than a kiss and an “I love you” at bedtime every night.