This morning I was escorting Katherine up to the top floor to play, since Nathaniel was sleeping in her crib. As we climbed past the first floor Katherine turned to me, put her finger up to her lips, and said, “Thhhhh. Baby ‘leeping.” I can’t believe I just got shushed by my toddler.
Erin
P.S. Her memory must be short: she was soon making whooping noises of her own, heedless of any sleeping baby.
Alan Schmierer