The other day I was sitting on the edge of Reagan's bed while he was supposed to be falling asleep for his nap. He was having a hard time that day. (Not like him) So I patted his back. Pat, pat, pat. After awhile, I thought he must be close to falling asleep. Then he turned, looked at me, and said, "You like hitting me?"
Thursday, August 13, 2009
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