Sam slept this morning until almost 10:30. And that was okay. I curled up in the recliner with a blanket, the phone and the remotes and let him sleep until he woke up. Because there was nothing that needed to be done that was more important that letting him sleep. And I was so glad, this morning, that I didn’t have to get him up and dressed and out the door. He’s a happy, cheerful boy this morning, with bright eyes and a big smile – because he slept in as late as he wanted.

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