Saturday morning, I arrived home from yoga and checked in on him. He was just stirring, trying to wake up when he saw me watching him. Reaching out with his arms with a head full of sleep, he cried enthusiastically, "Mommy, come to bed!" "I can't, honey, I'm all sweaty," I protested, giggling. "I don't care," he proclaimed, "come," throwing open his bed covers to invite me in. I
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