Saturday morning love.

Have you ever had the best part of your entire day happen before you've even turned on a light?

Cora was in our room at 5:45 a.m., wide awake, happy, ready to face the day.  She's always so happy when she wakes up, and today is no exception.  Jimi and I were tired, though - I'd personally been hoping she'd sleep in a little and let me sleep until at least 7.  I tried to get her to lay down with us, hoping maybe she'd go back to sleep, but she was chatterboxing away - "Daddy LOVES his Batman shirt" and "Kitty Wibby scratched me yesterday" (he didn't, that was forever ago, but everything is "yesterday" right now).  Jimi got up to start getting ready for work (overtime, yay!), and I tried again to get Cora to cuddle up with me and settle in.

From the other room, Geneva, sounding a little sleepy and confused, yelled out, "Cora?"

"What?" Cora hollered back.

"I love you."

Cora yelled back, "I love you too!"

 Oh, be still my heart.  Geneva continued, "If you want to come lay in my bed with me you can."

The only thing in the world better than mommy and daddy's bed is big sister's bed, so Cora bolted up and scrambled to cuddle with her sis before sis changed her mind.  I could hear them talking as they got the covers situated, Geneva giving directions and peppering the conversation with little drops of "Good morning, little girl" and "I love you sweet girl".

Jimi called from the bathroom, "Well, that's the sweetest thing I've heard all week."
"Yep," I replied, "My heart is melted."

Happy Saturday!