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She has [just] noticed the dog
and wants to touch him
So she puts her little hands out
as he walks by
And doesn’t understand
why he ignores her
Then, last night
she got her wish
And then he was gone
a few fuzzy hairs
on her onesie
to prove he’d been there
Mornings in my house can be crazy. They can be peaceful. They can be early. They can be late. It all depends on how Olivia slept the night before.
Last night she slept from midnight to 8.30am, the longest she’s slept in months. The longest I have slept in months.
This morning was both early and peaceful.
While still in my nightgown and with my glasses on, I recorded this morning because who doesn’t love a stuffed pony to nom first thing in the morning?
Or a pretty dress to wear just because she can?
Little, chubby hands exploring…learning…remembering…
Morning nap means momma can have coffee.
And spend a little time out in the cool morning with my insanely cute mutt of a dog, who slowly walks the entire perimeter of the fence making sure everything is just so.