It’s Close to Midnight

Evelyn has been laying in her crib screaming “Da-Da” for the past thirty minutes. I’ve gotten her up. We’re downstairs playing. She’s laughing and laughing.

I have to be up at 6:30 and have a plane to catch at 11am.

But right now, I’m in heaven.

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Erick Erickson

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