I often wonder what babies dream about. Avery's been giving us some hints lately, waking up in the middle of the night and making random exclaimations: "It my jacket!," "I jumping," or "I watch [Curious] George."
This morning, she must have been anticipating the weekend Starbucks-with-dad ritual, because she awoke at about 4 a.m., declared, "I need coffee," then went back to sleep. Oh honey, you don't know the half of it.
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