As I am feeding Mira, Cordy comes from behind and bumps into me hard, clearly on purpose.
Cordy: Oh, I must have been sleepwalking!
Me: Cordy, come here and let me change your diaper.
Cordy: (doing nothing in particular) No! I can’t.
Me: You can’t? Why not?
Cordy: I’m busy right now, mommy! I’m busy!
Can’t imagine where she learned that one…ugh.
Cordy: (Climbing into my lap) Mommy, I need a big hug.
Me: (hugging her tight) OK, I can do that.
Cordy: I love you, mommy.
Me: I love you too, Cordy.
Cordy: (looking up at me) Best friends, mommy?
Me: Yep. Best friends.
Cordy: Awww…best friends.
And you can bet I’m going to remember that exchange for those days when she’s sixteen and screaming that she hates me because I won’t let her borrow the car.
Finally, we received a gift in the mail the other day from a certain Ms. Sugarpants. Now that Cordy will let us touch her hair, Karen thought some proper hair clips were in order.
She’s right, and Cordy loves her new “clippies!” a lot. We’ve already lost one in her room because she insisted on going to bed with it in her hair. (No worries, I can probably find it under her bed.) And she likes to wear the other two together at the same time.
Thank you so much, Karen!