No Rest for the Weary

Little Miss, you will not go to sleep tonight. Every time I think you're out and lay you down your eyes pop right back open and you start crying. Your diaper is dry, you've eaten, we've rocked and patted, and walked and bounced. Read story's, sang lullaby's. And still. Wide. Freaking. Awake. Go to bed child. I told you babies under 2 feet tall should be asleep right now. You thought that was funny and graced me with an ear to ear grin. What's a girl to do?

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