This is what I woke up to this morning. I had to squeeze my way out before I couldn' t breathe anymore. Funny how kids gravitate toward you while they sleep, and they're putting their cold little feet all over my warm legs and stomach to get warm. First comes one, had a bad dream. Then another, "too cold, mama." And at last the straggler. "I can't sleep in my room all alone.... My goodness, what would I do without a King sized bed? Suppose they'd just have to fall out~then maybe they'd go back to their own beds. I could do that too, move them back, but that takes so much work in the middle of the night. And then I'd get too cold...
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