(wiggling a still teary eye’d but now calm Molly into clothes)
Me: Já está, all done!
Molly: I dressed.
Me: Finalmente (finally).
Molly: I dressed, mama!
Me: And was it really worth all that pterodactyl screeching protest?
Molly: (giggling) I dressed! (twirling to admire her outfit)
Me: I swear our poor neighbors must thing we’re raising a dinosaur up here!
Molly: (crawling up next to me on the sofa) How your day, mommy?
Me: (looking down at my bathrobe) My day is just beginning, silly chicken.
Molly: No today (shaking her head, curls bouncing) other day.
Me: You mean yesterday?
Molly: How your essssterday, mommy?
Me: My yesterday was busy, lovie. It was very busy and full, but I was able to stop for a moment and meet my good friend for a coffee and a cookie in the middle and that made my day even better before coming home to you.
Molly: Cookie! I like cookies, mommy.
Me: I know you do.
Molly: I have a cookie, please?
Me: A cookie for breakfast?
Molly: No. No for breakfast, but right now, please?
Me: You’re a clever one, MaGoo, but we don’t keep cookies in this house.
Molly: (disappointed) Awe no?
Me: But we have wonderful options for your breakfast so let’s try again.
Molly: (thinking) Yogurt?
Me: No one ever called you dumb, not one day. (getting up to fetch her a yogurt)
Molly: (calling after me) A banana yogurt, please?
Me: Coming right up!