Early this morning:
Quincy: Mom, go back to bed.
Me: Why? Don't you like having me up early with you?
Quincy: You are really really tired, so go back to bed and I will get myself breakfast.
Me: I already made your oatmeal, do you want something else?
Quincy: Uhhh no, I just want you to take a little rest, cuz you're tired. I will go to bed too, ok? You just sleep there on the sofa. Don't move ok? Close you're eyes. You're very tired...
Two minutes later, she tiptoes past me with a fist full of chocolate.
Goodbye Butterflies
12 years ago
1 comment:
Haha!
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