Tuesday, March 13, 2012


I dislike getting up in the middle of the night....Ava likes to get up at about 4 am, complain about her legs and tell me that she's hungry. As much as I don't like dragging myself out of my warm bed, I love it when she's still....sitting with me in the rocking chair...in the dark...eating toast with butter and saying nothing at all. I cherish those moments...especially when she turns to kiss me on the cheek.  

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