Scene: I am in the kitchen gathering ingredients for dinner prep.
*the putter patter of bare feet running on tile*
Layla: Mommy, what's going on here?
Me: I'm making a lasagna for Daddy for dinner.
Me: Because I love him.
Layla: I love him, I'll help you, ok?
Me: Ok, get your brown chair to stand on.
*toddler drags chair practically on top of my feet*
Layla: What's the first step, mom?
~flashback~ 6 years old in Grandma Gerty's kitchen~
Me: What's the first ingredient in Grandpa's soup, Grandma?
Gerty: It's love sugar, lean over this pot and give me a big ole kiss.
*I lean over and kiss her*
Gerty (looking in empty pot): oh yes, I reckon that's just enough to get started.
Me: It's love baby, lean over this pan and give me a big kiss.
*Layla raises one eyebrow then grins and leans over to give me a big kiss*
Me (looking in pan) Oh yes, that looks just about perfect.
Scene 2/Breakfast prep 30 minutes later: Anyah screaming at my feet while I make waffles. Layla waiting at the kitchen table.
Me: Fine Ani, come up here and help just stop yelling for God's sake.
Layla yells from table: Don't forget the love Mom.
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