One evening this week, Katy was having a hard time falling asleep for the night. I finally picked her up and laid her on my chest to rock her. Eventually, her wiggles gave way to my firm hold and she began making little sounds I hadn't heard in months, little sighs of defeat as she drifted to sleep. It reminded me of the sleepy noises tiny, newborn Katy made and that Katy is still my little baby.
Katy June and her Dad. |
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Sigh, I love little Katy June too.
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