This afternoon after I put Henrik down for his nap, I came back into the living room and curled up on the couch with a book I've been reading. Just as I got cozy, I heard Oliver start to cry. I pried myself off the couch, picked up Ollie, and brought him back with me to my comfy spot. I put a throw over the both of us, and he nursed while I snoozed.
I am thankful for naps--both for the kids, and for me.
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