Shh! Shh!

For the past six months I wake up with Stella in the morning and we have a morning ritual. I come into her room and she looks at me and wiggles and points to her iPig. I turn on her music and she does her morning dance routine and then it's time to wake up daddy. I whisper, "Do you want to wake up daddy?" Stella wiggles, which means yes. Then we sneak up to the bedroom door and I look at her and say, "Shh! Shh!" Then Stella opens the door and we surprise daddy with a loud, "HEY!" However this morning after the dancing before I could ask her the same question I've been asking her for half of her life she looked at me and said, "Daddy, Daddy. Shh! Shh!" It was the perfect way to start the day.

Now if she could only learn how to fix her bottle and occupy herself until 9 a.m. so I can sleep in.