Hazel woke up a few minutes ago, much later than normal. She was showing signs of being a little under the weather yesterday.
When she woke, we had a short conversation:
H: where is mommy?
G: oh, she had to leave for work already. Good morning. How are you? H: maybe I’m a little sick…May I have some milk please?
I go get milk, giving it to her in bed (don’t normally) because she still looks sleepy. She takes a small drink.
H: daddy, lie down with me….
I do, she snuggles up close. And she’s asleep again.