This morning, as the three of us were eating breakfast, Maia suddenly looked at me and said, "I sorry disobey...books."
"What's that Maia?" I asked.
"I sorry disobey books," she repeated, this time tagging on a momentary fake cry at the end.
What Kelli and I realized is that she was spontaneously apologizing for a bad attitude she had had the night before when selecting a book to read before bed.
My eyes welled up with tears at her sensitivity to this misbehavior, but I still managed to say, "I forgive you Maia. And I love you very much..."
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