Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Tiny Hand

     Last night Munchkin woke up completely tramatized.  I don't know if she had a nightmare or what may have happened, but I went in and she sniffled for the longest time. 
     We cuddled as I rocked her, I started to sing a lullaby ( she made it abundantly clear that was not a desired occurrence:-) ),  and told her how much I lover her. 
     After she calmed down I went to lay her back down in her crib,  her little hand clung desperately mine.  It broke my heart, so that is how we spent the rest of the night.
     She in her crib, I on the floor, holding hands through the bars.

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