Every weekend, we alternate sleep overs. Your place or mine? But no matter the alternation, she's always asleep till ...dusk. Asleep like a rock. And I'm up fiddling with anything until she finally wakes up to say hello to me.
Today she told me that she feels like she's overslept. Like she's slept too much. She's been sleeping since Sunday. I'm not kidding. That's a lot of sleep.
Today she told me that she feels like she's overslept. Like she's slept too much. She's been sleeping since Sunday. I'm not kidding. That's a lot of sleep.
