When Maya wakes up at 6:30 in the morning, she immediately starts calling my name. Just the other day, she happened to start calling for me, while I was feeding Jonah, so I couldn't go to get her immediately. So, I started counting. Maya said "Mommy" 85times before I got to her room. Literally. Then, when I got there, she didn't want to get out of bed. She wanted me to just stand there while she read her Mickey book. Go figure.
Later that day, we decided to make pumpkin muffins. It was the first time Maya actually wanted to help me cook. She licked the spoon. Oddly, she wanted nothing to do with the chocolate, but she scraped and licked the can of pumpkin clean. I don't think she realized what she was missing. She took one bite of a muffin and ran away, never to return!
"See? I'm helping clean!"
"This cooking stuff isn't so bad after all!"
"I'm reading to Scuffy in bed."
"I like when Mommy keeps me company while I play in bed."
"Mommy doesn't mind getting up early, as long as I make my sweet faces."