I never thought I'd be that Mom, the Mom that stays up till 12am because her little one won't sleep. Well, here I am it's 12:14am and my Little Monkey wants to play. I for one want to sleep. I hear him in his bed crying because he wants out and I'm trying not to give in.
Already so young he knows how to melt my heart. I'll walk in there and he'll look up at me with those baby blues as to say "Please Mommy, if you love me you'll pick me up." How can you not give in. Even in his mute little ways we have our own language.
I mean look at those eyes and tell me you can say no.
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