You woke up this morning at 3:30AM. You tried to go back to sleep, you really did. You drank a bottle, you rubbed your eyes, you even closed them for a few seconds.
But it was not meant to be. We called it at 4:45AM. Which is when I got up with you. At first, we played in the dark in the living room. I thought maybe it would dawn on you that it wasn't dawn yet, and you'd go back to sleep.
It didn't work. You're cute, don't get me wrong. But we have to work on this sleep thing.
Love Dad.
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