Grace has started referring to herself as a Little Monster. She usually corrects anyone who calls her by anything other than Gracie, so this is kind of a big deal. (I do mean anything. The only affectionate name I ever get away with is Baby, and even then she usually clarifies that she is Baby Gracie.)
Yesterday I took a three hour nap in the afternoon. Will and I are both sick, and he’d already napped. I got in bed because I was cold, and the next thing I knew the sun was going down and Grace was climbing in bed with me. “Mama, can I get under the covers and cuddle you?” Well, you do not say no to a request like that. I held up the blanket and she shimmied into my arms and buried her head in my neck. “Mama, I just love you too much.”
So basically, this is the best cold I’ve ever had.