Sam and I were hanging out on the recliner waiting for the boys to get home from fixing one of Grandpa Jim's trucks. Ocassionally Sam tries to say she is scared of being upstairs by herself. I would believe this if it was a constant issue. Since she hangs out upstairs and goes to bed on her own it makes it a less likely excuse.
I like the snuggle time, so I say okay. This time I said she could snuggle with me on the recliner as long as her eyes were closed. Within a few moments she was out cold. Holding a sleeping child has the same effect of holding a sleeping baby. It's hard to stay awake yourself.
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