I tried letting Lily cry it out last night. We are both exhausted and she woke up very unhappy at 6 a.m. (it's fun how tired looks a lot like tried). I pulled her into bed with us and as the three of us lay there we had this conversation:
Lily: Mommy, my nose. I need tissue.
Cherie: Okay, go get one.
Lily: (*exhasperated sigh*). I CAN'T do it. It's too hard. You go mommy.
Cherie: (*laughing*) That is the longest string of words you put together!
Lily: Okay. Go mommy.
