We made it through our tired day. You were not so fond of naps and slept an hours worth all day.

You fell asleep the minute I stared feeding you at 8. Now I am just with you in the rocking chair, typing one-handed, enjoying the weight of your sleeping body stretched out across my lap.

I love you.

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