One blissful morning, I woke up leisurely at 8am, surprised my son was so tired. He'd gotten a good nap the day before and gone to bed around 7:30. I got changed and walked down to wake him so we could have breakfast before I went to work and found him in his bed surrounded by the books we had read him last night. The books were all opened up and one of them was upside down but he was joyfully flipping between the pages, admiring the pictures. There's no greater gift from your child than a good night's sleep, especially when they're already awake. Thanks kid.
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