Dear Caden,
Mommies tend to have a 6th sense. Even as I am sleeping ever so soundly, I know you are there. I open my eyes and strain to see you in the inky darkness of the night. Then I hear you.
"Momma..."
"What baby?"
"I need a tissue."
"You know where they are, can you reach them?"
"Yeah..."
"Ok, then what else do you need?"
"Ummm, I sneezed my brain out and it's sticky."
Love,
Mommy
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