It’s a rare day when I have to wake the kid up instead of the other way around, but occasionally it does happen. This particular morning, he was very uninterested in getting up, and I have to say, “Me too kid. Me. Too.”
Me Too Kid
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It’s so sad to wake up a sleeping baby after all the work that goes into getting them that way!
oh, so cozy and leepy! wish mine would do that. just once.
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