I spoke too soon…

This morning, as I slowly woke and I realized that my dear hubby had placed our daughter in the bed between me and our other daughter in the wee hours without my awareness, I heard the following… “Mommy, wake up.  Mommy, get up.  Mommy, I need juice.  I need it.  Juice. I can go, too.  Move.  Mommy, get up.  I need it.  Juice.  Here it dis.  Cup.  I can go, too.  Help!!  Mommy, get up.  Hold me, Mommy.  Push wegs.” (As she attempted to push my legs off of the bed.)  When I finally was able to open my eyes, I realized that it was my sweet almost two-year-old.  The same two year old whose verbal skills I was just a bit conerned about several months ago.

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