Dear Henry,
I love you to bits and pieces. Go to sleep. Seriously, you are making me crazy. Sleep, please, sleep. You know you want to. You keep getting almost there, and then going crazy. Let it go. Sleep. You can sing Happy Birthday to Brobee and talk about oatmeal and applesauce when you get up. I promise, promise, promise. Shhh, sleep.
Love, Your mommy
PS - 3:15 is too late to finally fall asleep. Let's work on that together tomorrow, huh?
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Musings of a mother and former radical lawyer, who's very busy working it all out.
Radical Mama
- Radical Mama
- Gainesville, FL, United States
- Radical Mama: I'm a full-time mama, a non-practicing civil rights attorney, a knitter, a reader, and sometimes-writer. I have two boys: Henry and Toby. Both have quirks and unique needs, but are sweet, hilarious, smart, and so rad.
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