This morning Bill brought Lulu into my bed when he woke her up (accidentally). Before long, she turned to me and said "Mom, I want to go back to sleep in my bed!" And then she did.
Later, when I came out of the shower, I found her sitting on the couch, an opened yogurt in hand. She managed to open the fridge, find a yogurt, and open it. Undaunted by the inability to retrieve a spoon, she was using her hand as a scoop to move yogurt into her mouth. And somehow, this made less of a mess than a spoon does.
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