Peyton is a morning person if I ever saw one. Every morning when I come in her room to wake her up, she plays peek-a-boo, jumps around in her crib, and is all smiles. This morning, I went to get her and while I was changing her diaper, I said "Good Morning, Peyton." Out came the clearest, cutest little "Good Morning, Mommy."
Cianna, on the other hand, is anything but a morning person. We've gotten into the habit of letting her sleep as long as possible and carrying her like a potato sack out to the car, still in her pajamas. She will answer yes/no questions with a simple nod, but that's about all the response I get out of her that early.
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