The other night the twins woke me up five separate times to nurse.
About 5:00 AM, I was just drifting off to sleep when I opened my eyes to
find Joe Frank's face about six inches from my own.
"Mommy," he whispered, "when is it going to be morning?"
"Not for a while yet, sweetheart. Please go back to bed."
TRANSLATION: "!@# &*% # !@#$% ^&*, sweetheart. &^*(! #$v% ^&*( $% !@#"
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