Almost every night Emma gets out of the bed and says, “I meed to tell you sumpin…”
“What Emma? What is it?”
“Um….I wub you berry much.”
“I love you, too. Get back in the bed. Now.”
Tonight she came out of her bedroom, walked up to Shuggie and said, “I meed to tell you about bobcats.”
WHAT? I couldn’t even put her back in the bed. I was riveted. What did my 3 year old know about bobcats? I’m thinking she deserves a prize for Most Original Reason to Get Out of the Bed.
(Apparently, in Emma’s mind, “Bobcats eat wats, but wats eat people.” I assured her that the food chain was, human>bobcat>rat…but she was pretty skeptical.)