I thought you gave
up that 4 o'clock in the morning bottle, but you seem to think
nothing of calling me in the early morning hours, demanding your bottle of milk
and then going straight back to bed until half past seven. And although I am so
tired of getting back into bed and trying to fall asleep for another hour or
two before everyone gets up, I just cannot be bothered to change
anything. Because you are at your most charming at four in the morning. You
greet your dad with a loud, friendly “Pappa!” when I take you to our room. You cuddle
with me while drinking that bottle and always, every single morning, roll over
to give your dad a milky, soppy goodbye kiss. As I carry you back to your
room, you wave to your dad and you put your head in my neck giving me a hug and
turn your lips my way for a final goodnight kiss….
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