Hi, Karma

I'm not going to lie -- part of how I survived Alexis' toddler years was to console myself with the fact that paybacks are a bitch. From the Toddler Helmet™ to the food thievery to the constant bathroom intrusions, I fully expected that karma would find its way back to her. Some day she would call me, complaining endlessly about how her own child wouldn't stay in his bed, wouldn't sleep, and insisted on screaming randomly all of the time. When that call came, I would smile. Blissful joy would fill my heart.

She has it coming.

And that is why I don't feel bad AT ALL that karma already found her.

I don't know why it is, but at different times of the day, Mila has different favorite people. Mornings are all Alexis. Mila wants Alexis and only Alexis and the rest of us can go fly a kite or something because NO. WANT LESSI.

It's fine by me. I am terrible at mornings. It's better for all of us that I am not expected to be a responsible adult until at least 10:00.

But because Mila thinks Alexis is the bestest in the am, Alexis can't get any privacy. If Mila is awake, she's Lessi Hunting. She invades the bathroom, yelling "HELLO!" and asking all sorts of questions. Alexis gets asked, "What's that?" and "Where's mommy?" and all sorts of things. Which, answering the questions doesn't really matter because all Mila wants to do is spend time with Alexis. She's making conversation.

Alexis is remarkably patient with the whole thing. Or, at least she was until a few days ago. Alexis was in the bathroom doing things that we do in bathrooms when Mila barged in. With a flourish, Mila yelled, "HELLO!"

Alexis replied, "WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TO GET SOME PRIVACY?"

Karma, man. I just love it sometimes.