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Woke up a little early this morning. I was looking at the peaceful sleeping John next to me. Then, he said "ma ma, ma ma" First I thought he woke up, then I realize he is talking in his sleep... Don't know what that little thing is dreaming about. I was there, in his 2 year old dreams. Can't find a word that will fit how I felt then. It is like how I felt when I see him smile or laughing in his dreams, but a little stronger... |
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