It’s funny how much difference a year makes. Last year, Cadence was absolutely beside herself when she work each morning, wanting to hustle downstairs to see what crazy shenanigans she could catch Cosette in the middle of. This year, she’s much more reserved, much more practical. She questions why she can’t touch the little elf. And instead of being thoroughly amused by Cosette’s antics, she questions the elf’s motives and spends a lot more time studying her, trying to figure her out.
This kid is too damn smart, folks.
I got a big surprise this morning, though, when we came downstairs for breakfast and Cadence discovered Cosette just sitting on the piano–no crazy antics, no shenanigans, no nonsense (a.k.a. I got tired and forgot to set the scene before I went to bed)–and she stopped short, put her hands on her little hips and declared…
“Mom, that’s not right! Cosette is supposed to be on the table playing with Woody and Jessie.”
I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing.
“Well…” I had to think quick. “I guess Cosette was tired from her trip to the North Pole last night. Maybe she got back late and took a nap.”
“No, Mom,” Cadence said. “She’s supposed to be on the table.”
And then, without skipping a beat, Cadence was headed for the pantry to grab the cereal, and all was forgiven and forgotten.
But, you better shape up Cosette, because Cadence is watching. And she just might have a report of her own to send to Santa if she doesn’t feel like this ornery little elf is keeping up with her end of the bargain.