As I was still lying in bed one morning, my toddler climbed up next to me. She ran to the other side of the bed, then came back and anointed my mouth with her slobbery fingers. Then she waddled off across the bed and came back to wet my mouth again. By the third time, I shook off the sleepy stupor to see what was going on. She was dipping her hand in my husband’s water cup, then trying to “feed” the water to me.