Most mornings, Reid lays in her bed with me having “just one more milkie” before I carry her to the bathroom. Yesterday, she told me that I should listen to the news while she got up. And then she did. She opened the door herself (50/50 chance of success) and went to the bathroom and then climbed into bed with Ken. I asked her if I could join them. Reid said, “No, listen to news.” And Ken said that he thought Reid wanted cartoons on and she smiled and nodded. I turned on the tv, leaving them snuggling, and went back to listen to the news. What a schemer!