So my babies are good sleepers, thank heavens. I check on them every night before I snuggle down myself. This is what I find. Paige is wrapped up tight, snuggled down, covers kicked here and there. Then onto the boys. Every other night, this is what I find. Wyatt wakes up and heads into the bed with Brock in his tiny twin bunk bed. Both are snoozing away content to have a brother to love. On the off nights, Wyatt stays in his own bed like a big boy. Their cheeks are warm. They are still, quiet, and so kissable. Gosh, I love these kiddos.
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