My littlest is sick. She stayed home from school yesterday, and she has no school today. That's a bit hard on the oldest, who would love to stay home with Mom.
Otherwise, Big Sis is my morning girl. I made it easy on her this morning: blueberry muffins and Dennis the Menace.
|Her favorite breakfast.|
|Her favorite TV show.|
|Yesterday's reading with Daddy.|
|Last night's reading with Mom.|
She's becoming more self-conscious. She can't stand to watch or hear herself on video. She was starting to stink-eye me about pictures. She had to change shirts - I pointed out that the one she had on was looking rather small - and she did not want to be photographed in her comfy old sweatshirt. Sigh. She's becoming more like...
Me. Except that I am not a morning person.
P.S. Yesterday, Little Sis told me it was nice to be sick, because "I can catch up on my sleep." I told her, "Yeah, but that's why you're supposed to go to sleep at night, instead of fighting it." "But I'm nocturnal," she explained, not missing a beat. "I'm like an owl." And that's how that one is more like me...