I have shared (a few times) that I love to sleep. Napping is amazing.
I’ve shared that Mea does not like naps; she is an amazing sleeper at night, however.
I have also shared that Mea stopped talking for a few months to “listen” to and learn her new language.
It comes as no surprise that I was completely floored when, one day, after all of that silence, when I was putting Mea into her crib for a nap (I was persistent, probably too much so), that she stood up, looked at me, pointed, and said, “Don’t.”
We laugh now and claim that “don’t” was her first American word.
It matches some of her personality to a T.