"I know you do," I told her, "but Mommy has to go to work, so give me a hug before I go."
Her eyes remained closed. Her body didn't move. Instead, she puckered up and blew me an air kiss. She then stalled for time, over enunciating, "Go hug goodbye my brother Alex."
"Sydney, let's go," I insisted.
"Mommy," she answered back with equal firmness, "don't wake up me."
She's only THREE? Ha. Wait until she's a TEENAGER. "It only get's 'better'", as Grandpa Dave just added.
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