I randomly woke up.
(I usually sleep all night and the only things that wake me up are
children poking me and crying.) I went
and checked on Jory and pushed his feet back on the bed. Why must he be such a bad sleeper? Thank you God, we no longer have to share a
bed. My poor future daughter, maybe
he’ll get better as he gets older. I
kissed him and headed out of his room.
I quietly snuck into the girls’ room and noticed that the
first bed, the one closest to the door was empty. What happened to the baby? I walked in between their beds and there she
was, in her big sister’s bed. Both girls
sleeping like little angels. The
sisterly bond there even in sleep. It’s
times like these that I’m so glad they are close in age. When they are sleeping it seems like the
greatest idea I ever heard.
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