Since you were teeny tiny, we have turned to little drives to get you to sleep. As you've grown a little older, you're no longer a fan of "little drives". You even cry sometimes when I mention little drives, but when we get into the car you're fine. Earlier in the week, you wanted to chat. You started telling me about Chucky Cheese and how you wanted to go. You said not with Brooke, and not with Helen, Madelyn, or grandpa. You also said that there was a big mouse that would scare Lola and Mochi, and Black Killy. But you did want to go with Gowah. Then you started telling me about the ball game and how you push the ball, "like this", and you demonstrated for me :)
As tired as I am when we take the little drives, it is a special little memory we share.
Tonight we also made cookies, you liked licking the bowl, and gobbled about 3 chocolate chip cookies...which may explain the insomnia :)
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