My children are grown and raising their own children, the puppy sleeps through the night, and the cat has been re-homed. You would think a good night’s sleep was guaranteed.
However, I’ve been birthing a whole new set of storybook babies who clamor at me at all times of the night wanting their stories told. Man, oh man, they’re a noisy bunch!
Chris, I love your writing so much. May the babies whoop and holler and pull you to the keyboard clamoring for more, more, more!
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Ha, ha! Poor, dear Bill seems to be teething. He had me up most of the night!
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