“I wanna look a mirror, Daddy. I wanna show you, mirror.” She wanted to see the barrette I put in her hair. Instead of taking her to the bathroom upstairs with the mirror he turned on the camera on the iPad so she could see herself. Then she asked again to see herself and ran over to his iPad.
I got back from my rehearsal weekend to joyous children. Big Ive ran up the stairs yelling, “It’s my Mommy! It’s my Mommy! My Mommy is here!” Little E shrieked and started to vibrate, like you do when you are clenching your hands tight. LOML and I thought for a few seconds that she might blow up or something. It was hilarious.