I laid down to take a nap with Emma this afternoon while Baby Sadie dozed as well. It was cloudy, cold (Yanks- Read: AT least 40 degrees F.) and gray, and a wonderful day to snuggle up to my petite little girl and sleep. An hour later, I felt Emma stirring. I opened my eyes to see her chin propped up in her hands less than two inches from my face, her blond curls wild with static.
I blinked.
“Hey, Momma. What are we eatin’?”
Emma- in a nutshell.
That child could eat all day everyday! I love her!!