Madeline: Where’s my…
Me, handing her her beloved tiger stuffed animal before she can finish saying, “Where’s my Raja?”: Here it is.
Madeline: You knew I was going to ask for my Raja.
Me: Yup.
Madeline: Why?
Me: That’s one of my jobs – to know things you need.
Not to mention the fact that we have the exact same bedtime routine every single night, and it always involves me handing her Raja and her sleep mask. Yes, my 3-year-old sleeps with a mask. When you have an insomniac, you will do whatever it takes to steer her toward Slumberland.
Madeline: No. You’re job is to take care of us, to feed us, to turn off the light. To take care of Baby Rae. To do all sorts of crazy stuff.
Moms, don’t think of your life as just a string of tedious tasks. We do crazy stuff, ladies!