She Loves Me, She Really Loves Me
Friends, you’ve heard me whine many times about how cold Cakes is. Well, I’m excited to tell you, she is finally starting to show me some affection. We were sitting on the couch watching the news the other night and she voluntarily came and sat in my lap. She rested her head against my chest and snuggled in and my heart swelled.
You're not so bad mama.
I am always amazed at how observant Cakes is. I’m a bear in the morning, and I reach for my coffee even before I get Cakes her milk (awful, I know—but it’s like they tell you on the plane: put the mask on yourself first). Anyway, the other day, McHotty had morning duty. When I awoke, three hours later than he and Cakes, I stopped by her room, where they were playing, to say a quick good morning before I headed for the coffee pot. As soon as Cakes saw me, she scrambled to her table, retrieved her toy teapot and poured me a beverage. Ah, that’s my girl.
In addition to being nicer to me, Cakes is becoming very affectionate with her toys. She makes them cuddle together. She has several toys in her crib--sometimes when I come to her in the morning, she has them all lined up, side by side (I am making her wait a little longer each morning, trying to teach her to play by herself until a reasonable hour). She’s also sharing her friends with us a little more generously:
Oh, do I love her.