Thursday, November 3, 2011


Tonight, Hadley asked me to come into her room. So I did. And this is how the conversation went:

"Fix my covers, mama."

"I'm not tired, mama. I'm awake."

"The chair is scary." She has an overstuffed chair in her room that she tries to tell me is scary.

"I need milk, mama." Which I told her no.


"I'm not tired, mama."

"I need to go into your bed for awhile."

"I love you, mama."

And then she slept.

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