Our Morning Story

Nothing beats sneaking into her room right as she’s waking up.

Her little fingers start to wiggle.  Her legs start to kick.  Her eyes open and look around the crib.

She is so content lying there and at the same time eager to start the day.

Her eyes meet mine and, there it is, her smile that I’ve missed since the night before.

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