If I HAVE to be woken up at dark-thirty, this is what I prefer
This morning, I was awakened at 5:19 by a little girl standing beside my bed.
"Mom?" she said. "I can't remember you kissing me good night when you got home."
"Mom?" she said. "I can't remember you kissing me good night when you got home."
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I'm so glad about the knitting!!! I'm istting here working on a pair of socks for Ana. Ones she might actually wear!