Friday, January 26, 2007

A Toast to Nana

Every night Tootle awakes somewhere between 1 and 3 a.m., comes racing into my room, and crawls into bed with me. Tonight she will not be doing that because she is already sacked out in Nana's bed. When Tootle told me right before bedtime that she wanted to sleep in Nana's room tonight, I could barely hide my surprise as I asked "why." (She is a mama's girl who has to sit next to me 99.5 percent of the time.)

Tootle's reply: Because Nana makes the best toast.

Who can argue with the logic of a 4.5 year old. A toast to Nana's superior toast which bought me a night where I'm not clinging to the edge of the bed as Tootle hogs 80 percent of the real estate.

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