Dear Georgia,

Today was pretty much just me and you hanging out, since Gibson was at a friend's house.  You asked for some milk, and I poured it into a yellow cup.  You got a big smile on your face and said, "I love lellow!  Lellow makes me so happy!"  It was so adorable!  Then, we were doing laundry and you were putting the soap into the washer.  Here's what our conversation was:

I love you, mom.
I love you, too, Georgia.
I love cleaning with you.
Thank you.
I'm going to be a good mommy.
Yes, you are.  You're a good cleaner.
Axilly, I hate cleaning.
I hate cleaning, too.
Let's dance.
Let's do it.  But let's finish the laundry first.
You do it.  I'm not the mommy.

Then you danced out of the laundry room and waited for me to turn on the movie Enchanted for you.  You listened to the song "How do you know" about 6 times, dancing around the room in your tutus looking pretty.  You danced in front of the mirror.  You danced on the ottoman.  Auntie came over to visit and you dance with her.  It was precious.  All the while, I was folding laundry.  When Auntie left, you pulled me away from the laundry and made me dance with you.  Ahhh, the carefree nature of children.

Thanks for making me dance with you today.  I was feeling overwhelmed and I really needed to be pulled away.  You might hate cleaning, but you can see the needs of others.  You're going to be a great mommy after all!

Love,
Mommy