We stayed in a hotel this weekend outside of Chicago with the kids for their fall break.
I woke up Friday morning and heard Gemma flop over in her portable crib. She gave a big sigh as she started to wake up and made adorable sleepy noises. These little noises are so reminiscent of her baby noises, they strike me in the heart. Another flop, a big sigh and I prepared myself for the heart warming baby noises.
Instead, after the big, satisfied sigh sigh came words.
"Peanut butter jelly"
My not so little baby was thinking about a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
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