Good Morning

Sigh. I like my daughter. We had the sweetest, easiest morning, just the two of us. She chose her clothes (jeans! a shirt that was not pink!) and put them on herself. I made her a scrambled egg, then let her have a tiny sliver of cake. We watched the weather, then filled out the different forecasts on a map of the Western U.S. (it will be 60 degrees and rainy in Tacoma, by the way). She brushed her teeth and hair. We talked about the weather some more on the way to school. She said, "I like it when we cooperate." I said, "Me too."