At approximately 6:27 a.m. Miss A woke up, called out “Mommmmmmmmmmy” and headed straight for the couch. Being the good mother I am, I brought her a pillow from her bed and covered her with a small quilt so I could possibly bribe her with letting me sleep 30 more minutes. I tucked the quilt around her and gave her a big kiss.
She looked up at me, smiled, and said, “I love kisses. Kisses are beautiful!”
It’s impossible to stay mad over losing some Saturday morning sleep when I hear something like that.
And now for something funny. I took this in the car on the way to the pet store with Bailey.
What do you think Miss A is thinking?