This morning went like this:
7:45 - "I think I heard Chloe crying." (she wasn't)
7:46 - "Can I shut Granby and Poppy's door?" (in the guest room, sleeping)
7:47 - "Can I have some cinnamon toast crunch?"
7:49 - "I knocked some cereal on the floor. Can I eat it?"
7:51 - "Can I paint?" (with that 'magic' paint that only works on the special paper)
7:53 - "I accilently got paint on the counter."
7:54 - "I accilently got paint on my pajamas."
7:55 - Mom is up.
Somehow "accidently" has turned into "accilently" - which is understandable because I am constantly pushing a more sophisticated vocabulary into her - right now we are working on 'fashionista' having already mastered 'obnoxious.'
7:59 - Chloe is up.