When I get up before dawn to work in the studio, Q likes to run into the sewing room first thing to check out what new softies I've made since last she looked.
She likes to climb onto the bed and give them all a good group hugging.
She likes to pick out which one she's like me to make for her next.
This morning I was up in the dark hours finishing up a special nap pet on request. She asked me yesterday to make her a little alien that cries.
She likes to have something to comfort. It's what makes her happy.
My husband thinks I was crazy to stay up late painting, and wake up early to finish stuffing and sewing, just so she could have a little alien to take to school with her for naptime.
And yet off she went to school this morning with her little crying alien, happy as a clam.
Not a single tear was shed at dropoff today.
Worth it? Yep.