I woke up to a sweet little voice this morning saying "Mama, look what I can do." I rolled over and creaked my eyes open to see Cosette proudly flipping me the bird.
Well, hello day. Good to see you too.
"Umm, Cosette, why are you doing that?"
"Because it feels good. I like to do it."
Really?? It feels good?? Who are you child??
I told her please don't do that because it means something really naughty (or something along those lines...).
I think I handled it pretty well, considering it's a miracle that I even know my own name when I first wake up. Then suddenly it's, BAM. Wake up, mom. Teach me a moral lesson now please.
Let's just try to wake up normal tomorrow, please. You know, a crying child with wet pants and sheets or something.
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