Someone is going through a little phase right now. He's waking up way too early and crying way too hard in the morning. Sometimes it's because his diaper has leaked and he's wet. Other times, I don't have a clue. When we open his door, he greets us with the most heart wrenching, pathetic, "Hiiii," you could possibly dream up. But thankfully, when we bring him into bed with us, this usually happens. And I cherish it.
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