Rachel chatter

Today as I was finishing up eating dinner, Rachel asked, "Mommy sick?"

"No," I replied. "Rachel sick?"

"No Rachel sick," she said. "Rachel tired, little bit."

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As I was washing up the dishes, she hung out by the stove, turning the oven light on and off. All of a sudden she said, apropos of absolutely nothing:

"Mommy take a nap. Rachel cook dinner."

I was so touched that I got down to her level, put my hands on her cheeks and lifted her up in my arms.