My niece is a thrasher when she sleeps. I’ll sometimes nap with her, and this means I’ve been kicked in the gut and socked in the nose more times than I can count. Once, I woke up with her sleeping ON my head. So, the other night, when we got in past her bedtime, and she was out cold like this, sleeping so still and so peacefully, I had to preserve the moment. Shhh!
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