This morning for some odd reason I awoke before anyone in the entire house, at a bright 6 a.m. Maybe sleeping on the couch does that to my body - which is probably going to be until the end of the week. Blech. Anywho, I went downstairs showered, dressed, and quietly came back upstairs. I heard Kinsley crying (not a good sign of any day to come), so I slowly opened the door and am glad I did, or I would have missed this cute exchange between the girls.
Kinsley: Crying and stirring in her bed.
Addy: It's ok, Kinsley, I'm right here. I love you.
Kinsley: Crying a little less and rolling over in her bed.
Addy: Kinsley, mommy and daddy are in the living room. Do you want mommy and daddy?
Kinsley: I want mommy.
Addy: Ok, but you have to go back to sleep. Remember?*
Kinsley: NO, I want mommy.
*We have been trying to tell the girls they have to sleep until the sun comes up (because this 6:30 yelling for mommy and daddy is not the way I want to wake up in the morning.