Eventually I heard Mommy groaning as she woke up. She looked at me and smiled, so of course I smiled back. I wondered if she could see I was wet, but I stuck to my rules and said nothing.
“Good morning baby,” she said tiredly. She sat up and yawned as she stretched her back, her arms going high into the air.
“Good mor’ing mommy” I said back, the pacifier still making it impossible to talk properly. Mommy patted my head, and then got up and walked to the Keurig machine. I got off the couch, admittedly much more slowly, and got onto my knees so I could crawl over to her. Once I got to her I sat on my bum, my diaper squishing as I did so.