One Little (Nasty) Bird

Me (singing Bob Marley's Three Little Birds to her while changing her diaper): 

"Don't worry about a thing / 'Cause every little thing gonna be alright."

Princess Teacup (smiling)

Me (smiling back): "Rise up this mornin' / Smiled with the risin' sun"

Princess Teacup (giggling): "Daaeee."

Me: "Three little birds / Pitch by my doorstep"

Princess Teacup (smiling): "Aww Daaeee."

Me: "Singin' sweet songs / Of melodies pure and true / Sayin' 'This is my message to you-ou-ou!'"

- Sudden rude noise from my daughter -

Princess Teacup: "Daaeee! Gas! Hear that? Gas! I gas Daaeee!"

Apples to Nanas

Me (in the kitchen, preparing my lunch)

Princess Teacup: "Daaee. I want apple."

Me: "Sure thing love."

Princess Teacup: "Yay! Apple!"

Me (handing her an apple from the fruit basket)

Princess Teacup (shaking her head): "No. Apple."

Me (looking from the apple to her): "But this is an apple."

Princess Teacup (shouting): "No! I want apple!"

Me: "Well, first of all, stop yelling and be nice."

Princess Teacup: "Ok Daaee."

Me: "Thank you. Now, tell me what you want."

Princess Teacup: "Apple."

Sippy Cup (quietly walks into the kitchen, grabs 2 bananas, peels them and gives one to his sister before walking back out to the living room)

Princess Teacup: "Yay! Nana!"

Me: "Do you two plan these things late at night?!"

Morning Routine

My children have a very precise bedtime routine (you can read about the importance of following the specific steps of this routine here).

However, they have an extremely erratic morning routine; since they wake up whenever they see a crack of sunlight streaming through their bedroom window, I can only assume they are following some sort of ancient, pagan, sun-worshiping ritual to start their day.

As an example, here is how I started my day this past Wednesday.

- 6:14 am -

Princess Teacup (from the living room): "Daaeee! Come! Come quick!"

Me (from the comfort of my bed, my voice muffled by the pillow I have used to block my face from the sunlight): "No!"

Princess Teacup (raising her voice): "Daaeee! Peas!  I want T! I want Elmo! Peas?"

Me (my voice rising with each word): "Why don't you children evER SLEEP?!"

- Rapid patter of little feet followed by the boom of the master bedroom door being thrown open and slamming into the wall - 

Princess Teacup (whispered voice full of promised violence, like the rumble of thunder): "Daaeee. T. Now."

Me (rolling away from her voice): "No."

Princess Teacup (running over and promptly slamming the remote on my exposed neck): "Elmo!"

Me (sitting up, rubbing my neck): "What is wrong with you?!"

Princess Teacup (both fists in the air): "Yay! Daaeee up! Up Daaeee! Come! Come! Elmo! Yay!"

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