A two animal kind of morning...

This morning Ellie woke up later than usual and she was pretty distraught. When I went into her room she was pointing over the crib rail saying, "Duck! Duck!" Sure enough, her duck was on the floor, along with everything else she'd thrown out of the crib that morning. I picked her up and leaned her over so she could get the duck and she grabbed star bear, too. They both went with her to the breakfast table, where she clutched them while she drank her milk. It must have been a two animal kind of morning...*


* for the record, I found out later that Daddy doesn't let Ellie have her stuffed animals at the breakfast table. I don't usually either, but then I guess some mornings I'm a softie. Today was one of those mornings.