little mommy

This morning when I woke up, both the kids were downstairs already. Little C, who's been sick with a fever for the past three days, was watching TV on the couch. Beside her was an ottoman, on top of which was a tiny cordial glass full of water, and a big empty bowl.

"What's all this?" I said to Annika, gesturing at Celyn's setup.

"She was coughing SO hard, I thought she needed a bowl in case she threw up." She looked very proud of herself. "And I got her some water."

"You could have gotten me, you know."

"Nah, it's FINE, mom."

Wow, my little six year old is becoming quite responsible. (Although, she didn't really need to use the new cordial glasses ... )