A little background, Frannie had been bringing me stuff from school all that week so I knew they were talking lots about Mother's Day. This included a bag with a painted wooden bird in it which when I took it out of her backpack she says "Mine!" And I say "Ummm no that bag clearly says MOM on it"...but she opens it anyway and when she sees the bird, her eyes open wide and she says "My bird!" And I say "Ahhhh I think you made that for me for Mother's Day"....and she takes it and says "No. My bird," and off she went.
So the day arrives and after a yummy breakfast and great coffee, she says "Pee coming!" and we run into the bathroom. As she's sitting on the potty she looks at me and with no prompting or anything says, "Happy Mother's Day Momma". I died right there. So. Frickin.Cute.
