This morning, Brooke woke up all smiles. I picked her up out of her crib and took her into her sisters' bedroom as is my usual habit. Celeste woke up immediately and welcomed the baby with open arms. As I was preparing for the morning, I could hear Celeste playing with Brooke. Then I heard Emme wake up.
"Toona!" Emme exclaimed with delight upon seeing her baby sister.
This must have bothered Celeste.
"Emme!" Celeste said (I imagine with a frown on her face). "Don't call Brooke 'Toona'. It reminds me of, ahhh, well, of TUNA!"
In my heart I felt an affectionate tug of gratitude toward my sensible oldest daughter.
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