The little guy was feeling sick all day. It wasn't the cranky kind of sick but the cuddly kind. He climbed into bed with his big brother who read him to sleep.
I'm a writer and student writing on the edge of finite and infinite. Join me as I struggle to find balance between the limitless possibilities of the "what if...?" and the finite world of life where time does not stretch on forever. Sometimes I make it work but mostly I get it all wrong which provides much useful writing material.
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This is so cute!!!
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