I used to fancy myself a morning person...then we had Norah. This is the face that often greets me first thing in the morning when I go in the nursery to check on a stirring Norah. She's usually giggling to herself or contentedly talking to her mobile. Now, granted, I might smile that big too if I were allowed to sleep until I naturally awoke and upon rising was given the choice of "meal time or playtime?" Even so, it makes my mornings so much brighter having such a cheerful riser in my midst.
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