It Draws Near...

My little Shirley bug, you didn't come into the kitchen this morning while I prepared all the breakfast bowls.  I thought you would because you ate your morning banana, and I was so glad because it meant you're not ready to go yet. And then you happily followed papa for your morning yogurt treat.  That made me even happier.  So, I got your rice and chicken all warmed up for breakfast.  Laverne and Sitka pranced and ran to their bowls.  But you...you remained in your corner by the door just looking up at me. You wouldn't take chicken from my hand. Or cheese. Or salmon.  You broke my heart.

The time draws near, my baby girl.  You're finally beginning to let me know, aren't you?