I like to be just like Mommy. When I go to drink her coffee, she says,

Oh My, Oh No! Coffee is yucky!

And when I surprise her with a cake, she says,

Oh My, Oh No! There’s flour all over the kitchen!

Mommy and I don’t always see eye to eye. But when I go to hug her and she smiles, I know that Mommy loves me. And that’s the most important thing of all.