Willa was out of sorts yesterday afternoon when she woke up from her second nap. She was standing by the side of her crib, let go of the rail, and fell down. It made her grumpy.
She and I sat down in the recliner next to the crib for a bit of a snuggle, but she was still snuffling.
Brady can’t stand it when Willa is in any kind of distress.
He saw one of her toys on the floor across the room, went and got it, and brought it to her.
“Here, Willa,” he seemed to say. “Have a toy. They always make me feel better.”
And it worked.
As a thank-you, Willa gave Brady two cookies. She thought about eating them herself, but changed her mind (with my help).
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