First, I'm gonna cry....

This morning I told Bri she needed to put her panties on. She told me she didn't know where they were so I went to show her they were in her top drawer. Immediately, she started running towards me saying, "Bri Bri do it, Bri Bri do it!!!"  So proud of her new found independence, I said "okay", stepped aside, and asked her to show me how she does it all by herself. She was so excited, she slammed her finger in the drawer. She screamed bloody murder. I quickly put the baby down on her bed so I could comfort her. Then, the baby started crying. Lainey was just going to have to wait one second while I tended to Brianna's boo boo'ed finger. The whole time I was holding her she kept trying to get down and was pushing away from me. She calmed down just enough to cry, "Mama, get Sissy". Ugh.... I love that little girl. She just slammed her finger in her drawer but still insisted that I comfort her baby sister. She is going to be such a good little Mommy one day. She walked out to the living room to sit in her beloved "red chair". She was still crying but not as bad and would stop for a second to see what Diego was saying on TV. I asked her if she was okay and then told her we still needed to get her panties on. She looked at me with all seriousness and said, "Mama, first I'm gonna cry. Then, I'm gonna get panties." I tried not to laugh out loud and respect her wishes.....