Consolation for getting up at 5:00 am to comfort and clean up two sad, pukey, poopy little girls
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Sleeping in until 9:30 with one on my chest and the other snuggled up next to me.
There might theoretically be something sweeter and snugglier than sleeping with a baby on your chest. But I'm not sure what it is.
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What a coincidence--Evie puked on me last night. And slept on my chest for a little bit. What a way to end her birthday.
Nope. There isn't anything else better...even if they are sick.
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