Monday, January 23, 2017

Day Twenty-Three

Last night, you woke up before I even fell into a deep sleep. Daddy tried to rock you back to sleep (which worked) and put you back in your crib (which didn't work), but before long, you ended up in bed with us, curled up close to your momma. You woke for the day before the clock struck 5:30 A.M. We joke about how crazy it is that you hate sleep because your Daddy and me? We LOVE sleep. We plot ways to get back at you in your teen years, but by then, I think we'll be too tired to follow through.

So anyway, as you sometimes do after a not-so-great night sleep, you took a car nap on the way to Ms. Tracy's house. Daddy sent me a quick pic, which as I told you not so long ago, he likes to do.

"Someone had a nice nap." - Your Daddy
Just a little while later, I got another notification from your Dad when he sent me an album that popped up in his photo memories from 2 years ago today exactly. It was the day we took you home from the hospital.

I couldn't help but notice that as much as you have changed and grown, there are 2 things for sure that remain: your chubby cheeks and your love of car naps.

January 23, 2015 and January 23, 2017

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