Certainly it must have something to do with the outpour of love and support I have received from all of you out there who read my last blog--- All of your good thoughts must have combined into one beautiful cloud of sleep dust that settled onto our home last night, because finally, after several weeks of no sleep, the Sprague family finally slept [with only one small night waking at 1am, and of course our "normal" 5:30 am rising]. But no hourly tears. No bad dreams. Just one night of sweet sleep.
And the little thing woke up happy; singing to herself and reading Harold and the Purple Crayon to her animals at dawn.
I am praying, begging, aching for this to last.
Even the cat behaved himself!
It is amazing what one small beautiful night of sleep can do. We all felt so clear and happy and crisp today. Many of the hard 3-year old moments were replaced with moments like these...
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