Something crept through the nebulousness of sleep, just before 6:30 this morning. I shifted in bed, blinked, and registered a stainless steel bowl in the vicinity of my hip. Moving my gaze up, I saw Small Fry. She blinked at me, I smiled, and I went back to sleep.
But as it often is when one of the kids joins us in bed early in the morning, my sleep was fitful. I woke again about 15 minutes later...only to find that Small Fry had snuggled up, spoon-like, to Hubby's back and was sound asleep.
Awwwww.
It's nice to know she feels confident that just being with us makes her feel better.
Precious.
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