This morning, I went into Nyla's room to wake her up. She looked so peaceful, lying in her crib, mouth open, belly hanging out, spread eagle, just off in lala land. It's painful waking her up because she looks so stinkin' adorable! But alas, mommy has to go to work, so awake she must be.
"Nylaaaaaaaaaaa." It's annoying how I call her name in the morning, but she likes it so I keep it going.
"Nylaaaaaaaaaaa" and usually by the second call, she wakes up. This morning trumped every morning up until now. She opened her sleepy eyes, stretched her arms up, started slowly rolling around her crib. She then stood up and grabbed onto the rails, looked up at me and said, "pretty pretty." The first words out of her mouth this morning were the best compliment in the world to me! In general, the only things she thinks are "pretty pretty" are earrings, Okie, and flowers. But this morning, mama joined that illustrious list of "pretty pretty" things. Love it!
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