SOL 2: Saturday

My Saturday begins as most do:  the creak of her door followed by her plop plop plop footsteps into my room.  She taps my shoulder to let me know she is there as if I could miss her unmistakable presence.  I remind her to go potty then she climbs in for a morning snuggle before little man awakes.  Daddy is asleep beside us as we choose a movie to start in bed before moving to the living room for yogurt and French toast.  It’s how we do Saturdays now.  It is really one of the few times we get to cuddle up together without distractions.

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