It's 6am and duty calls. (Can she for once sleep in a little later than 6?!)
Though my eyes are still heavy, and I'm still somewhat dreaming, I make my way down the hall to my crying/squawking baby.
Head on shoulder
Snuggles
Baba with milk
More snuggles
Quiet
Books
Giggles
Sun flickering
Smiles
Kisses
.... I'd say it's a pretty good morning.
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