Madeline woke up from an otherwise sound sleep about an hour ago. She convinced Chris to take her downstairs, where she announced that she wanted to "cuddle with Mom" on the sofa. So, I stretched out and she snuggled into me. Then she said, " I want a blanket!"
Chris jumped up and grabbed a t-shirt that he had laying around, and went to cover Madeline with it.
But not so fast: "I want a nice blanket!" a tired little voice protested. I wonder if Madeline knows how much she cracks her dad and I up :)
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