The following is the conversation happened this morning between Rebekah and myself.
Rebekah comes into my room and says...
"Mommy I want to live with you"
"Okaaaaaaaaay"
She then crawls into bed with me and I then understand she meant lay with me.
"Mommy its SO VERY dark outside"
"Do you know why that is Rebekah"
"NOPE. Why Mommy why is it so VERY dark?"
"Because its still the time that big girls should be sleeping in their beds"
"oh, well I'm little and little girls get to sleep with Mommy."
"Nope. I don't see any little girls in here."
"Mommy."
"Yes Rebekah?"
"You ARE my best friend."
"Oh, you are my best friend too."
"So I can sleep with you?"
"nope."
"But I thought I was your best friend. I thought you were my best friend. I thought I was a big girl."
And again, not enough coffee in the world to have a conversation with Rebekah before 10am!!
1 comment:
LOVE IT! The good thing is as long as you keep her wanting something she will tell you whatever you want to hear...poosts that self-esteem!
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