Saturday, May 4, 2013

Mr. Moon, Mr. Moon

Last Wednesday I kept Sydney up too late and she hit that wall were she was so tired she couldn't get to sleep.  So rather than spend an hour or more doing the crying, rock her, crying, rock her. I decided to try something new.  After the first round of crying I scooped her up out of her bed and we snuggled together on the chaise in her room.  We sang, pointed at the stars and moon on her ceiling and played with her stuffed animals.  It was so perfect; one of those moments I hope I never forget. 

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