Z has been shedding her baby habits quite rapidly these past few months. But there’s one habit she hasn’t been able to kick off. Every time I go take a shower, she cries by the door. I usually try to prepare her beforehand so she isn’t caught off guard.
Today’s conversation was a little different.
Me: Z, I’m going to take a shower. Don’t get into any mischief and please don’t cry by the door.
Z: No, don’t go. I’m going to get alonely.
Me: You mean lonely.
Z: No. I mean alonely.