Man, it really sucks to be jolted out of a sound sleep in a toasty, warm bed by a tiny, starving, furious human eager to scratch your eyes out in her quest for food.
Glass Half Full:
There is nothing better than rocking in the dark with one of the people you love most in the world, rubbing your lips over the top of her fuzzy head while she curls her tiny fist around your thumb and folds herself into you as she sleep-eats her midnight snack.
My glass is full to overflowing. Lucky, lucky me. *yawn* Nighty night.
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