Aug 14, 2008 13:54
Right at 7:30, Baz came and crawled in bed with me. He put his arms around my neck and told me that he was happy to be home because that meant he got to snuggle with me. I saved the men's gymnastics to watch with him (and Kay, if she wants).
It's not that they won't make me crazy again. They will, but it's nice to remember how sweet it is to wake up to a hug.
Kay, on the other hand, wants little to do with me right now. She is so fiercely independent, and I infringed on her liberty last night by putting her to bed.
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