Courtney POV.
“Mommy, wake up.” I hear that little voice, but I know I must be dreaming. I have only been asleep for a couple of hours.
“Mommy, wake up.” Feeling warm little hands on my face before a wet kiss lands on my lips, then my cheek, forehead, and nose. I smile as I open my eyes and look at the green-gold eyes of my now two-and a half-year-old daughter.
“Mommy, awake?” she asks, her head tilting adorably to the side and I grab her, causing her to squeal with laughter as I kiss her all over her face, before I blow raspberries on her neck.
“Mommy, no, mommy stop. I pee, I pee.” I stop instantly when she giggles and wiggles down to the floor and rushes to the bathroom.
“Ok, little miss. I’m up. Why are you up so early?” I ask as I remove the quilt, hearing her humming her potty
