Chloё awakes early with a smile on her face and a hug for her
mama. (She's always the first one awake.) "I love you, mama," she gushes, wrapping her arms around my neck. Then quite often before I even have a chance to respond she asks, "Can I have a ba-dan-ta?"
Each morning I postpone the inevitable for a few more minutes of snuggling and waking. Then we quietly pad to the kitchen for her morning banana and a glass of water. Passing the thermostat in the hall, I take time to raise the temperature. The furnace kicks on and, snack in hand, we retreat to the warmest part of the house - the little bathroom.
Here Chloё sits on a small step stool in front of the "feeter" - so called because it warms her feet (of course) - smiling and chatting. I sit beside her letting her glow wash over me like the rising sun.

Peacefully BuZzInG,
Misty
P.S. For those of you wondering what happens when we run out of bananas.... we don't. Do you see this face? That little girl's daddy has made more than one late night run to the store (or corner convenience) just to make sure we are stocked by morning. :)