One morning I let Olivia wake Deagan up before school. He had crawled into bed with me at six and fallen back asleep as Olivia and I got ready. He was extra tired, and refusing to wake up. Olivia was the sweetest little sister/mommy that I've ever seen. She was gently rubbing his hair and patting his back, while holding his little hand. It was such a delight for a mother to see!
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