Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Sunday Snack


Sunday as I was laying down for a nap I heard the door creak open. "Mommy, are you awake?" Miriam said as she tiptoed in. "I'm trying to sleep, what do you need." I said trying to make as little movement as possible so I could go back to sleep easily. "Well, when you wake up I made you a snack." Then she left. How thoughtful.

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