This is just the fastest place to preserve this little gem.
Because I had to take Maia to the doctor yesterday, my little girls went down late for their afternoon naps. Mackenna was still sleeping at 5:20 p.m. and I thought I should wake her so she would go to bed for me two hours later! Anyway, when I opened her bedroom door, I saw her huddled up against the side of the crib, sucking on her fingers and squeezing her eyes shut. "Kenna," I said in my mommy-sing-song voice. Instead of happily greeting me as the one who would release her from her crib-prison, this was her irritated reply, "I trying sleeping, Momma!" I just thought that was more a remark you might here from a teenager at 8:00 a.m. on a Saturday morning than from an almost-two-year-old. It cracked me up.