In case you wondered what every morning looks like in our house. It's this. Clara sitting on her potty and Everett wanting to play. 96 percent of the time, she is goofy with him and says, "He's saying get your paws off me sissy" and she giggles and he giggles. The other four percent she'll whine, "Mama, move Bubba, he's in the way." I make her compromise and help me find a toy or something to distract him, hoping she learns how to get some personal time when she needs it, without my help.
I love these two. Their faces, their grins when they interact, make me complete.
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