This morning I woke up at 8:30am. Leah was next to me, looking into my eyes, but for once she was not pulling my hair or climbing all over me. Then Eli came into the room and offered to take the baby and make breakfast. Then Avery came in, gave me 100 kisses, sang me a song, and hugged me. When I finally made it downstairs, I was greeted by sunshine and spring weather. Could the morning be any more perfect?
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