Sunday, April 22, 2012

Night, Night

You stand all by yourself now.
Hold your own sipper cup.
You read your books right side up now.
Enjoy playing peek-a-boo with the afghan Aunt Carissa crocheted you.
And even though your night, night toy plays soothing music, you still like grandma Jeanne rocking you to sleep.  Night, night my dear, sweet LillaMai. 

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