Sometimes, when I'm running late, Zoe will have eaten dinner before I get home and then my mom and I have dinner together. This usually means that Zoe spends the whole dinner asking if I'm done yet and can we play.
Last night was a bit different. She played by herself while Grandma and I ate. The second she saw that I was done, she comes over, tilts her head to the side, puts on a sweet smile and says, "mommy, will you play with me" and then started batting her eyes.
We are in BIG trouble!
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